I know that goodbye means nothing at all

Sitri listened and nodded his head So good thing. Sitri had been right he felt a sense of something, but he did not know what it was. Something that he was because he had known the right answer. He stuffed it down all these new feelings and ideas and such were wreaking havoc on the males mind. The voices never ceased at night now jabbering at him about his past about his duty and he could do nothing for it.

Sitri if asked would have told her it was impossible for him to be good. There were too many bad evil things in his soul he couldn't be good. Fair maybe yes, good no not ever. He had done horrible terrible things to others and unfortunately if asked ot do so again for the queen he would.