Kael.
I was too ashamed to be found anywhere close to that place where father and daughter were having their pretty little reunion, and also too flustered and scared to continue to share the same room with a man who knows that I— we— had killed his brother, Theon.
Hearing about how I had actively participated in taking the life of an innocent man simply because my father had given the order twisted at my guts, burned at my lungs… until I felt too filthy to be seen anywhere near that room even for another second.
I had stumbled out of the room like the devil was hot on my tails and it wasn't until I stepped out, dragged in a lungful of the less tense air outside and cleared the blurriness in my vision that I realized that my brothers had stepped out too— probably feeling just as ashamed as I was.
We did not speak to each other. No one cared to speak, but the silence was soon disrupted when Zevran suddenly hissed; "We do not deserve her."
For the first time, I agreed with him.
