Phoenix Maplewood What if the witches wrote the book

With brows furrowed, she listened. His voice was rough, and in it she found true sincerity. He had mislead her, yes. But had he harmed her? He had not even waylaid her. There had been no harm in his lies, except for the innate hurt that came with the sin. She was upset, yes, but she found forgiveness easily. I forgive you, she said emphatically. But you meant me no harm, and I do not believe that you are evil at heart. Why must you fulfill this Heda's mission? What draws you to her empire so? Clearly a part of him regretted his actions, and perhaps even his actions to come should he stay his course. Perhaps she could save him and bring him to Donnelaith.