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She understood. Whether he remembered at the time or not, she had had to make a powerful, painful sacrifice as well, to bring him back. The weight of it still hung heavy on her - the loss. She hadn't known that they would make the decision to give up their lives for Thalion, and she couldn't say that had she known she would've made a different decision... but it hurt, still... to think of all those lost lives. And they were taken needlessly - taken because Thalia couldn't leave well enough alone.
She had caused so much pain and whether Thalion understood it or not, he deserved thanks. He had saved so many people... and even if it had been a difficult choice, it was the right one. Thalia would never have stopped - not until Minette was dead and Thalion was her broken soldier again, killing for her twisted cause. He had saved Doyle. Saved her... Saved himself.
Looking up, she met his gaze and smiling faintly, she shrugged, before returning her eyes to her work, concentrating perhaps harder than she needed to on the task, "I mean... It would easier if we did it together. As... as Queen, I'm obligated to take a husband, Thal. And I think given the circumstances, I've reign to choose whomever I want. With your guidance, we can protect the people from whatever's come through from Evernight, and rebuild the kingdom to be what it should... what it's always meant to be."
She had caused so much pain and whether Thalion understood it or not, he deserved thanks. He had saved so many people... and even if it had been a difficult choice, it was the right one. Thalia would never have stopped - not until Minette was dead and Thalion was her broken soldier again, killing for her twisted cause. He had saved Doyle. Saved her... Saved himself.
Looking up, she met his gaze and smiling faintly, she shrugged, before returning her eyes to her work, concentrating perhaps harder than she needed to on the task, "I mean... It would easier if we did it together. As... as Queen, I'm obligated to take a husband, Thal. And I think given the circumstances, I've reign to choose whomever I want. With your guidance, we can protect the people from whatever's come through from Evernight, and rebuild the kingdom to be what it should... what it's always meant to be."