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Allemand was pulled over by the frenzy of golden expanse with an odd confession, sprouting from Thea. "Well," Allemand said in bewilderment, wincing a little at the trauma endured only an hour ago. "How about this?" Allemand walked over to a dress embroidered in a gold twine, wrapping up and down the circumference was a flag. Nendorei. He put it down quickly, in shame almost. No, stay stong, Allemand told himself. You'll get her back to Thol Maldir.

Allemand felt even more sweltering guilt guzzle down his throat while he gave a hard presumptuous swallow. The owner of the store belted out in confusion, trying to piece it all together. Allemand shrugged it off as if nothing had happened. The tension was quickly defused and Allemand got enough confidence to chase her. He whipped past a shelf of people, moving groggily about their day, then came to Thea.

He slowed his gait, moved with deep sympathy trudging his feet along the wooden dock and placed a hand on Thea's shoulder with his best form of empathy.

"I feel guilt, that's the only thing I feel anymore." Allemand peered down at the peeling dock and tried to imagine a new world, filled with an optimistic leadership. He saw himself and Thea, being advent during a royal crowning. "A new world?" Allemand asked himself in confusion. "A new world." He turned Thea around astound at a new beginning. "You're done running," he exhaled through the whisking cold air. "We're going to take back Thol Maldir. We're going to crush them!" Allemand softened his gaze and took Thea into a full swing-of-a-hug and swept her off of her feet.

Allemand felt something new, a gaping hole of a transgressor burdened by guilt and sorrow. He felt it. Hate. Not for Thea, but for Drexel, the man who'd started this all. It was time to eliminate him.

He hugged her close to his chest, not loosening his grasp.

Allemand was still full fledged in his hug and her short whip did nothing to stammer his confidence. He finally let her down and spoke. "I've realized who I am. I killed your people... and there's no denying otherwise." Allemand sulked his head down in shame. "If I could," he muttered while a tear swelled in his eye. "I'd let them live, all over again!" He let out a few whimpers and pushed his thick hands up against his face, as if he could alter his features. When they fell, so did a stream of tears. There was no way he could prevent them. His face was sweltering due to the large quantities of bypassers seemingly confused at the spectacle. "Thea," he recalled pushing back a lock of his hair. "We're going to eliminate Drexel and end this feud. We're going to set the land at ease from the tyrannical rule that seized it so many years ago. However, we'll need an army." Allemand started walking out of the complex alleyway where a hound followed his humble presence but he stopped and turned.

"I know where to start."