Revenge is fruitless.
This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter.
I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.
What would the world be without him, and those like him?
Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.
Her idea of who's worth what ain't mine.