human
Tinasha:  Upon hearing that, Tinasha decided she needed to be on her best behavior whenever she left Farsas.
gpt
Pamyra:  Pamyra went on to explain one other thing she knew her lady was wondering. “Tayiri initially held the Cuscull mages who surrendered, but later they were allowed to return home. Prince Reust has declared that Tayiri recognizes Cuscull as a self-governing, inviolate dominion for mages.”
human
Tinasha:  “…Wow, that’s unexpected.”
gpt
Pamyra:  “It appears he’s taken your sermons to heart. Inspired by recent events, a number of Tayiri people have begun speaking out about the persecution of mages. Several members of the Tayiri elite had children born with magic who were killed by the state, after all.”
human
Tinasha:  “Ah… I see now. That would help things along.” The death toll for Tayiri ultimately comprised those killed in that first village that was razed and the soldiers who fell during the battle on the Asdra Plains. Both were tragedies but may have marked the end to something even bigger. Only the passage of time would say for sure. Tinasha felt faintly for her part in the recent changes. Returning her empty bowl to Pamyra, she broached the subject of one final person she was worried about. “Do you know what happened to Tris?”
gpt
Pamyra:  “I don’t know where she is now, but…I’m sure she’s doing fine wherever she is. I just know it.”
human
Tinasha:  “Oh…” It seemed Tinasha hadn’t succeeded in saving everyone. For all her power, such a feat was impossible. Just like turning back time or returning the dead to life, there were some things she could do nothing about. Even if she had the ability, it was unfeasible to expect a single person to help everyone. That was why Tinasha had decided a long time ago that she wouldn’t get involved. Her decision to exist as a witch was a choice to live for those who had passed, not the living. Even so, she couldn’t help but mourn. Whether that amounted to hypocrisy or self-gratification, she was still free to do it. Tinasha gazed up at the canopy of her bed and sighed. Everything she had been working toward was over now. There was nothing left she wanted to do. If she died the next day, she wouldn’t have found it objectionable… Her contract with Oscar still remained, however. Tinasha decided to live for just a while longer. She would live for the man who hadn’t killed her. When she thought about it that way…she did feel a little glad to be alive.