"She is most likely still alive," said Makan. "She took a mate, one who I warned her never truly loved her. But she never knew a good love. Her suitors before me were all like that." He puffed steam and smoke from his nostrils. "I can only hope she is doing well, and that her mate is a handbag for some rich woman." He rarely wished evil on anyone, so this was a stark contrast to how he usually was.