- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but I swear I will avenge you.
Please just wait a little longer.
- I will uncover who drove you to your deaths,
[cdb]no matter the cost.
- Dimitri.
- Gle— Oh, Felix. It's you. I'm sorry you had to
[cdb]see that.
- After 20 years, I've seen all of you there is to see.
- Everyone else is asleep—you know that, right?
So why are you locked up here in the chapel?
- Also, what's with the mumbling?
- I suppose there's little sense in hiding it from you...
- I suffer from a kind of...waking dream. I see them.
I see the people who died on that day, at all hours
[cdb]light and dark.
- "If the Empire was involved in that incident...
If the emperor stood by and gave tacit consent..."
- "Then give to them the same end. Gouge out their
[cdb]hearts and cleave their heads from their shoulders."
Those are the words the dead scream at me.
- When did this start?
- It's been six years. But I began hearing their voices
[cdb]four years ago, during my first battle.
- I recognized the enemy general as a man I had seen
[cdb]in Duscur.
- When I removed his head, the voices...cheered.
They laughed. It was as if a terrible pain had finally
[cdb]been lifted from them.
- I think I get what's happening here.
- Look, do you really think your father and Glenn and
[cdb]everyone else would be torturing you like that?
- You're the one who's doing this, Dimitri.
Not them. You.
- Even if that were true, I can never forgive myself.
- Believe me, I know.
- But it's your job to lead. If you lose your path,
[cdb]you'll take everyone else down with you.
- So try to keep that whole "removing their heads"
[cdb]thing in check, yeah? We can just call it our little
[cdb]secret.
- Well then, are you offering to let me unburden my
[cdb]heart to you when the time calls for it?
- Ugh.
- You're the only reason I haven't descended into
[cdb]utter savagery, you know.
- So just as Loog had Kyphon and my father
[cdb]had Rodrigue...
- I would ask that you continue to be my
[cdb]right-hand man.
- Right-hand man, huh? I like the sound of that.
- What are you doing?!
- As your new right-hand man, my first act is to haul
[cdb]my restless king back to bed where he belongs.
- This is absurd! My feet are dragging on the floor!
- It's your own fault for being so tall, you sack of
[cdb]muscle.
- Heh. Say, do you remember how I once carried you
[cdb]in this way when you twisted your ankle?
- Yeah, turns out lugging folks around is
[cdb]good training—so just cram it and let me
[cdb]finish my workout already.
- Yes, of course. Please, carry on.