A squire steps quietly through the Castle and into the empty chambers of King Steven and Queen Winnowill. Reaching for the journal he has been accustomed to sneaking a look at of late, he opens the pages and reads�. Oh what confusion spoils my mind, things are more complicated than I had ever dared imagine� It is but Saturday evening, only a few days from now that we bring battle fierce to Mordoth. His face, his hollow eyes haunt me nightly for all the pain he and Morloch bring to the Queen. It was but months ago the seer came, do I remember her name? Yes, Dalewyn, or something, something like that� captured now, burned in daily confessions buy the Catharsian Empire. I remember her words to me as she looked into my eyes, her hand placed upon my shoulder� �The Queen is filled with darkness; she will be the downfall of the Kingdom Dragonscale� No! She will be no such thing! I love her with my life; I will not let it be that way! It is NOT that way! A Stone Centurion, who has guarded the dark lands of the Barrows for centuries came with theories, of his own� they must be� must be lies, or so badly mistaken. I know, I know there is nothing she would do against me, against the kingdom� but the lullaby�s have returned� she hears them again� just as when we followed them to the tower on Chaos Isle� The last time she heard the singing� was when� when?.. Was it when she was held by the spirit of the Panther Queen? Was that when? The man she considers her father has expelled that from her� she is� she is just her now� she struggles daily to fight the will of her� true father, her� brother. No. NO! I KNOW she is free of that� she FIGHTS it� she is herself and she would never�. Never� never turn against� never� who was it? Who? Who then� was it that I had I seen, just yesterday� speaking to Father Arkham, clad in his Suit of Iron? Recalling before I could see� but, it couldn�t, she would never be there speaking to him� ever� it� Had to have been someone� someone else. She was brought there so many days ago, to be protected and prayed for by the Church� Then, the accusations� The Father was a terrible liar, but I needed him� I could not send him away� but she was FORCED� whatever happened she was FORCED! She would never� ever� no� she would never� I trust her with my life� even if� even if when she turns to me sweet and loving� There is something in her eyes. |