But what about those who do? Micaiah dreams of mistakes she never made, treasons her king never committed, and Sothe’s sun-bright scorn for their choices – the only clear vision her instincts still give her; and then she wakes up, and goes to pay for Daein’s continued freedom by fighting a war she doesn’t believe in, knowing that if she didn’t – if she refused, or if she left – Pelleas’ crown would fall and Daein would be crushed; so then, what about the sacrifices, what about building the future over the remnants of the past ?

What about her - trying to lead the way, at dawn with bloody hands?