Alstair had sat upon the roof where he and Ilithyia had made love. His mind was torn in twain as he looked out upon the rising sun. It's bloody light a welcome sight that filled his mind with racing thoughts.

With each breath he came to the saddening realization he may have just endangered the woman he loved. By losing that barrier he was now unable to leave her side. She had become the chink in his armor. The weak point that if struck would him to his knees in a single blow. But, He was happy for it at the same time. he had found a person that he truly could be happy with. She had such a fire within her. The kind of fire that made him burn hotter and hotter till there was nothing left of him but a glorious cinder.

But. What could he do? Hanz was the kind of man that would hurt an innocent to get at him. He would not allow that.

Silently as the sun rose into the sky. He took a silent vow. He would protect Ilithyia above all else. She was his treason now. The symbol of his actions. His goddess made real. He would destroy all that would harm her. Let Alioe be his witness.