"i doubt you can patch up my pride... Sylavandra doesn't forgive anyone for anything, she takes revenge and then gets over it."<br/><br/>Order took a deep breath and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"they have suffered enough, they don't need the added pain of knowing that the souls of the people they loved were devoured by demons... i was forced to tell one Seraphim the fate of his children and it hurt him so much that he needs a new heart five years early. the question is unavoidable, the knowledge is too painful and I'm not even sure i could face them even if you answered all of their questions. i failed them and i won't hurt them more for my own benefit, i will suffer my guilt in silence and let them question in vain because the answers are worse." </span>she smiled a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"how else will you learn to play if i don't play with you? do as you wish with your little ducks." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>