"My queen, when you stop questioning yourself on whether you do the right thing or not is the day I would worry.  Because doubts are what keep us human, and keep us in check as mortals.  They strengthen us with the reason they bring.  As for whether or not you will give the wrong orders, you may.  People may die because of them.  But it is because they CHOOSE to fight for you and serve you.  You have given people hope, prosperity and most of all a sense of purpose."  Kessig pulled her gaze to meet his own.  He stared into her misty eyes knowing she hated being vulnerable.  "Luna, listen to me.  When things get to be too much that's when you come to me ok?  I am always here for you.  I believe in you heart and soul.  I have no idea why the Gods decided to make me as lucky as I have been, but if there is anything I can do to relieve just a little of your burden, please do not hesitate to ask.  I know I am a simple soldier, but you make me feel as though as I am so much more.  That is how I like to think the citizens feel about you as well.  You give them a voice when they have been silent for too long."

"As to Shirok, trust in him as we trust in you.  He is a crafty fellow, and from my reports, he's earning the king's favor.  Maybe arrange for a code phrase he can send to us.  One that if he feels truly in danger, we can dispatch a few men to rescue him.  These are just my thoughts of course."  Kessig saw her deflate a bit after the talk.  He checked to make sure the door was shut, and no one could see them through the window.  "Now, let me help you forget about the weight of the world a bit. . . "