Alaric preferred to dream of being a beautiful princess who was rescued by a valiant knight who then married her (him) and with whom he (she) lived ha...pily ever after. Naturally, this caused his father Edric the Bold, and his mother, the fair Melesaunt, a great deal of concern. So, when, one day, the far-famed wizard, philosopher, and child-psychologist, Spockrates the Great, chanced to be visiting Ymor, Edric sent for him to inquire of him what might be done to help young Alaric to be. "Are they going to kill me? I'll tell you everything I know; I swear it." Oh, I have no doubt of that," Whitworth said as he motioned for the troopers to continue on.Nichols tried to say something else, but it was lost in the brief scuffle before they frog marched him away."Do him good to worry a bit," the General casually remarked as the two walked toward his office. "Might make the interrogation go quicker." What are you going to do with him?" You mean after he spills his guts about Moreau. ”Tygus fell into his chair with horrific flatulence.“Some time? What do you mean? You’re our best Warden. Are you going out for a long hunt?”Sygraid bowed again. “I have come to take my leave of you, and the Wardens.”Even Ranveng looked shocked at her words.“You’re leaving the Wardens?” He sputtered.“I am.” She nodded. “My Warden shield is with the guards. You may take it back.”“Sygraid, come now, what are you saying?” Tygus peered up at her. “You can’t leave. We have an arrangement.”Syg’s face. . didn't think so. I was surprised that she hadn't pushed for more on exactly how Bastion came to be holding the gun that slaughtered the board members.Atkins"He's not coming."I recognized David Malcolm's voice, but I was momentarily thrown by what he had said. I almost asked him what he was talking about, but managed to stop myself. Obviously she hadn't told him about our little meeting the night before. Apparently she was serious about keeping secrets from him. There were so many questions I.