[b]Lexianna[/b]

I shake my head at Karnariel. “Not if the lords can be changed and in turn help you. Lord Shadow didn’t even realize what was going on. He’s powerful. One less powerful foe to fight means less lives lost. I understand you want blood for blood but if you go down that path it doesn’t end.”

I put my hands on the top of the children’s heads and heal them. Grant has back his sight. Sophie her tongue. They will always have the scars on their hearts though. On every planet where I’ve seen this type of treachery it’s made the victims…no [i] survivors[/i] stronger.

 “A better world can happen without the lords’ death. Your souls will be saved from the poison of guilt and revenge as well. I’ll help you but the lords live, unless they’re beyond salvation. What happened to you that made you so obsessed with their death? I’ve heard the stories of the others. Care to share yours?”

While talking with Karnariel, I send a message to the group heading to West Point telepathically.

[i] “Hello dears. While you’re there, could you check in with the locals? Ensure the subjects are being treated fairly? Shadow says the other lords are doing splendid work. Karnariel insists they all should be slaughtered. There’s two sides to this feud story. I want to make sure I get the right one.”[/i]


[b]Lexianna -Shadowhold- [/b]

I take the pipe from Shadow as to not be rude but I don’t smoke. I fiddle with it for a moment as he speaks and then hand it back.

“Taking Karnariel’s head isn’t going to make the thirst for blood stop. It’ll just strengthen the resistance, make him a martyr. Then it would take even more deaths to calm the resurgence. Don’t you see that? “I sigh deeply. “If I put you in a room with Karnariel. Would you try and kill him?”