Not his concern? how could he be so selfish? The war concerned everyone. Millions would die, perhaps everyone would die. Then perhaps she exaggerated things. She had been having dreams lately though, something told her they would never get their fill of death once they got this taste.<br/><br/>His answer concerning what he wanted , just made her more curious. She took a breath, trying to vent her anger on him would not do her much good, she decided. She had, had him all wrong since the beginning.<br/><br/>She heard something down the hall. "By the gods, they've gotten Wallace!"<br/><br/>That name sounded familiar. She knew everyone who stayed in the priesthood in Ai. She had a memory of him, in the temple.<em> “ Hello my lady, look what I have found.”  He had handed her a peculiar three colored flower.<br/> “ It's beautiful.” she had commented. <br/>“ Some guard found it out in the field , thought about bringing it to you.”</em><br/><br/>Another thought hit her mind. They knew someone was down here. Guards would be flooding the place within minuets. She was the daughter of the Head Priest. She could say she was down here , because of him. That bastard that killed one of the guards. She couldn't get in trouble then.<br/><br/>She dashes into the vault quickly after him. Her eyes roaming over the old dusty scrolls. She this was there most protected secrets.  “ your a bastard.” She muttered softly, then she walked deeper into the vault.