Lost Creek Hollow There is truth in giving life

i would not have the princess at risk, ingram's tone is resolute, resounding with the fierceness at which the words spill from his lips. he would not put his family at risk but his young pupil was like a little sister to him and he would not tolerate violence against her either.

to be pitted so hardily betwixt a rock and jagged cliff! between charybdis and scylla!

choosing the lesser of two evils would not be easy.

he was powerless in this place, a peon. which made everything a slippery slope. he had to mind his manners and his words and actions. constantly.

his consequences were not his own. not anymore. they could befall ashpaw and the children as well.

no, ingram hedges. but we all wear masks, flameheart. when deathbringer and i went to talk diplomacy we were shown the opulence and generosity. what secrets and monsters lay in hiding ... would've remained hidden.

a small pause.

and my time among them was short. far too short to peel back the gilded walls and see what was secreted away.