“What are you going to do with her?” Sighing heavily as Ethans father moved into the room, a solemn look on his face horrified by the information he had learned today. Placing his hat down on the desk he took a seat as he looked over at his son, he was deeply hurt by the death of Regis. They had been old friends for a very long time, he had stood by the man for many of years and watched the girl grow up, so he looked at her like a daughter. 

“Father… nothing. I.” Ethan sighed shaking his head, “I just simply mean that our people would love to see her alive again. Think of the hope it would bring everyone. I am just worried is all.”

Patting his son on the shoulder he smiled nodding, “It would certainly raise the moral in the rebels seeing her alive as she did so much to help everyone, but… they can’t know about what she has done.”

“But how are we to explain it!? She betrayed US… BETRAYED ME for that stupid Prince who SHOULD be dead.” Ethan hissed out his words, looking away as memories resurfaced on how close she had been with the Prince. How he had just been tossed aside because essentially, she had gotten herself a better toy. 

“Or she was brainwashed. Think son, amnesia. The Capital could have rewired her brain trying to infiltrate the rebels. The people would eat it up, it would paint them in a bad light especially after what has just happened. The rebels are devastated from it… I know I am, and you know what happens when people are given a slither of hope. A small light of it. Hope is such a strong feeling.” Smiling at his son as he offered an alternative, a part of him didn’t want to see the girl harmed because he had watched her grow up alongside her father. 

“But… I don’t believe that.” Ethan grimaced as he looked down at the strewn papers across the floor that he had thrown there. Slowly be began picking them up, the other guy that had been here before had left as soon as his father had entered the room so at least the conversation they were having was private. “Dad… how in the hell did Regis run this all in his state? Half the time he was drunk, half the time he was too busy passed out. I don’t get it.” 

“I’ll let you in on a secret, we did it all. Regis was merely a figure head. The guy with the backstory that could be used to spark a rebellion. The other districts have been running this for a long-time son.” Moving to the cabinet he opened it up pulling out a bottle of whiskey as he shook it offering his son a drink with a warm smile, “Look, it’s not going to be easy, but we have the Prince in our districts somewhere. The Capital think he is dead, it’s a blow to them and we have time to fix this mistake. Do not lose that hope.”