"The price of a secured future is to relinquish the memory of a past that might have been."
Terralia's anger had been replaced by a chilling clarity, the terror of the founders' messenger now a heavy weight on her soul. She lowered her head slightly, her voice a fragile whisper. "So the whole point is to accept the sacrifice for a better future? Is that all there is to it?"
Lethunia nodded, his unmoving gaze fixed on her. "Yes. A sacrifice even I cannot escape."
Terralia, her immense body still trembling, looked at him with profound confusion. "What do you mean?"
