Meesei took Lunise's hand, squeezing it tightly. At this point, there were a few tears visible in her eyes. "It was one of the most horrible experiences of my life. It only took a few days for her to come back to us, but I was terrified for all of it. I did not sleep, I could hardly think. And it makes me just...sick to my stomach to know that, no matter how much pain I was going through, it was worse for Sabine."

Taking in a deep breath, Meesei did the best she could to calm herself. "But, I am trying to do the best I can to move past it all, and focus on what is ahead. I would prefer not to...dwell on it, if that is alright. I am grateful to have you for support, but unfortunately, I am not just here for personal reasons. We now have the Rueful Axe, and Vile's opposition to us in Tamriel has been diminished. But that means it is time for us to move to the final part of our plan. We now have to be serious about planning an invasion of Oblivion. I conferred with my council, and we all agreed that it was time to bring you and Marod in to meet with my council and discuss how we are going to move forward. The end is coming soon, and we are going to have to throw everything we have, everything we are, at it. I have tried to remain inspiring to my people, but speaking in confidence with you, the thought of what we are going to have to do terrifies me."