Well, I wanted an answer.
I got my answer.
Maybe not the answer I was expecting to hear from her, but… an answer regardless.
To all those deaths, all those irredeemable acts committed and then kept secret from her by her father… apparently, they didn't matter.
Irene didn't care.
"Okay," Ria said slowly, pausing momentarily to muse over her, and the earnest indifference Irene wore on her calm, collected look. "Guess that's mystery solved then, huh? Can't exactly hate a monster if you don't think a monster is one."
"Castus is a monster," Irene stated as clearly as her bluntness would let it sound. "I'm not excusing him, I won't stand against facts to try and defend all that he's done. I'm just telling you I don't care about it."
