"I don't know." The last word spoken on the back of a growl that smelled of Spite seeping through the cracks in his voice. He wasn't mad at her, of course, it wasn't like it had been Bellara's fault. But speaking of it openly reminded him of how helpless he felt.

"It happened so quickly. Ghilan'nain was dead with the dagger still plunged in her chest. The Fade was tearing itself apart, and when Rook grabbed the blade to pull it free she was just... gone. Lost in the Fade somewhere, Emmrich thinks, but we haven't heard word or seen any sign of her."