Day 95
Sent Via Black Seeker Courier
to Genevieve, with the note,
"See this gets to Him."

Luke,

I thought long and hard about how to respond to your message. You know what was on my mind the whole time? How lonely the Unicorn must be. Are there no more of her kind, only the illegitimate partial breeds of her dalliance with a wizard (if the rumours are true)?

Do you want me to forgive you? Fine.

I forgive you.

Does it change anything? Not for me. I am beyond wanting to know why. I am even beyond wanting to hold you up by the throat and executing you personally. You have rid us of chaff from the family tree. You have rid us of our complacency. Safety was just an innocent bystander, another victim.

I can forgive you because it costs me nothing. I don't have any of that coinage left to pay.

What does it cost you? Why did you pay? Is it the bargain you wanted?

My knife has been dipped in blood for Amber, for Chaos, for Family...again and again. You don't wear a knife and expect it to stay clean, right? That's one of my rules of life.

I will give you a warning:
I have something to fight for.

I cannot give you redemption. I cannot even save myself.

--Big D