You can't allow childish notions of personal feelings to stand in the way. This is larger than your loss. It is larger than the loss of a hundred kings and a thousand fathers. Do you think I enjoyed it? Any of it? You forget-I lost my life as well. I had parents of my own, friends, and-" he caught himself and continued. "All of them are gone now. Do you think I enjoyed rotting in a prison for a thousand years? Yes, I used you and your father escape. I did so out of necessity-because what I protect is more important than any single person. It's why I haven't sought revenge for the destruction of the Old Empire, for the murder of my emperor, or even the loss of my hands.

"Arista, as a wizard, you must understand personal vengeance and gain are barred to you. We are obligated to seek no recognition, fame, nor fortune. A wizard must work for the betterment of all-and sacrifices are always necessary. Now stop this foolishness…we are running out of time."

"I am so happy not to be of service to you," she smirked. "I can't bring back my father, and I know I could never kill you, nor would you allow yourself to be imprisoned again, so this is truly a gift-the opportunity to repay you for what you took from me. Your thousand year imprisonment and the loss of your hands will be for nothing, because you made the mistake of callously arranging my father's death."

Esrahaddon sighed and shook his head. "You know the church was behind everything. They orchestrated the events so I would escape. They needed me to lead them to the heir. They enticed you to Gutaria knowing I would use you. Even if I hadn't taken that advantage-even if I chose to remain locked up-your father would still be dead. Look at what happened right here in Rhenydd and in Alburn. King Urith and King Reinhold were both murdered so imperial usurpers could take their places. Your father was doomed the moment Braga married your mother's sister."

"Get out! Orrin! Guards!"