He grinned, and hissed back. "Didn't say you couldn't later. But wading in at the beginning kills lots more. Who might serve later. Kill only enough to keep the others in line, reward those who stay in line and do well, and you won't have people trying to kill you. Or at least, not without some form of warning."<br/><br/>He grinned at Ellen, and shrugged. "Of course, that was merely me putting the memories of all the survivors and Ulden together, and then making it understandable. Though you only have my word for it. Though Tasoa's reaction was, like I said, rather... enlightening, no?"<br/><br/>He touched Ulden's forehead as he placed him on the bed, keeping him from fading away, and smiling softly with regret. "Surely you won't make your apprentice lose you twice, especially not in front of her? Live Ulden, Fate is not finished with either of us. Curse me later if you must, but you are merely getting back what was stolen."<br/><br/>He turned to Ellen, and sighed, before rubbing his eyes. "Alright, ma'am, two choices, one of you stays here with Ulden, no you can't eat him or I will eat you, and the other goes with me to discuss how to deal with this mess. The result of 'doing the right thing' often is messier than bards and minstrels would have you believe."<br/><br/>Once he had his escort, he teleported the two of them back to the throne room, before grinning up at the king. "So, sorry for interrupting your evening of relaxing again, but perhaps we should discuss what happened?"