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Vexd

Drawing a blank, did Xenith ever reconcile with her daughter, or did that get left up in the air by the end of the story (been awhile since I’ve read it)
The Hittite

Xenith stepped closer to me. I could see that her body bore many scars under her striped coat. Her cutie mark (or whatever zebra’s have on their flanks in place of one) was a squiggly jumble of lines, looking more like a complex glyph than a proper cutie mark icon. On her right flank, it looked like somepony had snuffed out cigars against it.
 
She lowered her head as she neared me. That same posture which I had taken before as a show of respect.
 
Then, very softly, so that only I could hear, Xenith whispered, “I’m sorry.”