Sibeth, no. What have you done? Maghra, once a dog bites, no matter how loyalyou remember...

Sibeth, no. What have you done? Maghra, once a dog bites, no matter how loyalyou remember him once being, no matter your fondness for him,he must be put down. -You've killed us both.- Hardly. His army waits outside,and when they find out-- No, no, no, no, no, no. Not his. He just borrowed it. And they will hear the truth, that his guilt over the injuriesI sustained was simply too great to go on. He took his own lifeaccording to the Old Way. A loyal servant to the end. Obviously, if you and Iwere to tell conflicting stories, it would only cloud that truth. Confusion would set in, chaos, and then,yes, we probably both lose our heads. Or we walk out of here together and deliver the message,in which I'll explain that in this time of crisis, I will leadmy soldiers with my sister at my side. The first time in my reignthat I'll rule with her counsel