" Why would I drown myself in defeat when I sell my land and give it away for the greater good? I can make a difference. With you I know that now. " He took her hand and kissed it gently. "There is no problem. If you leave right now I would not stop you, However I do ask you take something as a token of my appreciation." He smiled again, moving to a large lock box in the corner of the room. He opened it and a plume of dust came out, leaving the man coughing. " Whew that has been opened in a while." Coughing again he pulled out a golden cross with an x through the - of it. " It belonged to my dad. He was cast out as a martyr long before his death and he gave it to me. Take it so I may have the strength to fight the church."