Krakas rubbed her head and sat down on her bed. It gave a reassuring flumph, but no amount of feathers and straw could lighten her decision. Could she really plot against and manipulate her own child? Her only child? Finally, after keeping Rama far too long, she just blinked and cupped her snout in her hands. "At one time, he was the most hardworking, obedient son any mother could ask for. I don't even know who he is anymore . . . I have prayed multiple times to the snake god Hetuis to eat this Kobold Emperor and spit my son Rughoi back out."