Mithorden: 'He was brilliant, yes, but ready to laugh at himself when he made mistakes. You may not believe it, but he made mistakes often.'

Luthiel: 'Why?' She choked around her tears.

Mithorden: 'Because he tried to do great things. Anyone can succeed at easy things. But the things Valkire tried were very difficult. He wanted to make things better for people of all races -- for he saw the good in them.

Mithorden: 'We become what we do, Zalos.

How can I judge?" she said at last. "To me, he is a hero. To the world a monster." She let her head fall into her arms and started crying quietly. "I miss him! Curse him! I miss him!"

Mithorden put a hand on her shoulder and let her cry for a few minutes. A sad smile slowly spread across his face. "I'm glad you can forgive him," he said at last.

Luthiel lifted her head. "How do you know?"

Because you miss him.

Luthiel: I cannot change what will happen. I can only change how I act in the face of it.

Rise, Luthiel, in the name of love you came and in the name of love I crown you!

If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.