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Maddock Tam gathered his family and took them to move out. The dream was broken. The man would never be the same again. The only real home he ever had...was now taken from him. All he had left was his wife and children, and he'd be DAMNED if they were taken too.

Lilac got word of the news and weeped once more in her and Manuel’s home. The poor woman was just starting to come to terms with her mother’s death.

Lilac finishes vomiting in a bucket for her last bout of morning sickness just in time to get a letter from her bird. Her wailing scream of sorrow could be heard for miles from Viru, as there was nothing louder than a child that lost their mother.

Estevot Heymor looks on from the Seven Skies, taking some amount of happiness that Lenora was still safe and making safe communities for the vulnerable and oppressed.

Maddock Tam was once a boy who simply wished to be a Knight. The boy became a squire. The squire became a Knight. The Knight became a man. The Knight became a husband. The Knight became a father, the Knight became a Lord. The Lord became lost because those who loved him left, and he was too uncertain to follow. He knew some of them hated him. They may say otherwise, but deep down, he knew he had failed them. No more. Maddock knew that Beleth, as a people, as an idea, in its purest form, free of the taint that had grown onto it, would live on. But Maddock had accepted...he would not be the one to bring about that dream. Maddock sharpened his remaining sword. He put on his chainmail. He put on his old helmet. He had trained until his body was finally back to its peak form. Maddock had made a mistake. One he would not make again. He had trusted in systems to prevent injustice...But systems fail. They corrode, they decay. That is what led to the Empire in the first place. Now, Maddock knew the truth. Injustice doesn't get destroyed by systems, but by people. Maddock Tam took in a deep breath. When he was a boy, he was raised to believe in grace. That one could be touched by the divine and become transformed into a better person. But he was also raised to believe in RETRIBUTION. So he would help bring this war to an end. He rode out of Anatis. It was time to start making the Emperor bleed.

Maddock Tam stood at the highest point in his city. He stared out into the horizon, thinking on all that had happened. How much of it suddenly felt so meaningless now. He thinks of the Greyes and growls. He thinks of Juniper and growls. He thinks of all the people whom he's failed, and Maddock climbs down, returning to training. His fury was evident, and he would hone it into something that would ensure he never failed anyone he loved again.

Maddock was at a meeting where he learned most of this prior...but he knew this wasn't the end. The Lord's Work was never done. He prepared himself for what he was going to become. His body had been rebuilt. His spirit had been revitalized. His mind had been reformed. Now...it was time to slay a dragon.

Maddock wrote a singular letter to Peter, before continuing with his missive. "You are a coward. May GOD forgive you for what you've done." He continued his writing.

Maddock Tam read this and something finally snapped in him. "No more being led." It was time to lead. By example. He picked up his pen.

Awesome post Keia!

Maddock Tam trained. After almost two years now of being confined to a wheelchair, after almost losing his resolve for his home, for the Dream...No more. No more allowing himself to doubt the right course. No more allowing this enemy the grace that only GOD can grant. No more treating the enemy better than the children they maim, torment, and kidnap. They want to rule the world. They want to do it through fear. Then Beleth will become a Nation Without Fear. "No more...When this war is won, the Empire will not survive. They will be witnesses to the death of a nation of their own making, brought about because they didn't listen to those they oppressed who used reason, while they used blades." "NEVER AGAIN."

Maddock Tam smiles reading this along with the other mayoral candidate introductions. "Very good. Despite my issues with the situation that led to this, it is good to see so many eager people trying to improve Anatis and refusing to give up on the dream."

Maddock read this as he rested in a bed, in convalescence after almost dying. He looks at @BlauRpsit in confusion. "I think someone made a bad typo on your behalf."