[color=a187be]"Lieze!"[/color] Nalia said with mild shock and disapproval, [color=a187be]"No one's going to attack us. As long as we don't tell anyone what...Father just told us. Sure, it will be a little harder to make ends meet, but we can manage and continue with our peaceful lives."[/color] She looked at Damien, Lieze, and Colt. She had to try talking sense into them. As long as Damien did not come to a decision, Nalia was adamant to resist any of her younger siblings should they wish to put themselves in harm's way. [color=a187be]"Think of Theon,"[/color] Nalia said, referring to the youngest, who still clung to her, though his sobbing had quited considerably, [color=a187be]"You might think you're grown-up, but he's still a child. Father wouldn't want us endangering ourselves. The people don't need us. Things are...peaceful enough under King Merrick..."[/color] This last part she said with little to no conviction. She was aware of the oppression, but hoped to shield her siblings from it as much as possible. She believed that she could be strong enough to allow them to continue living in a sweet dream.