"It seems you have many things to tell her."
"I do, but she died before I can berate her." Cameron shook his head as he gazed at the tombstone once again. "She chose death because she knew the clan council will nag her. Until the end, she is selfish to the bones."
"No wonder she gets along with Sam." I chortled, recalling what was Lara like. "Do you hate her, Cameron?"
"I do." His answer was quick, but there was not a trace of malice in his voice. "I just wished she could've stayed a little longer, or let us know what she had planned instead of dying just like that."
"You love her."
"She is like a mother to me... of course, I do."
I glanced at Cameron, sprawling my arms to him as I patted his shoulder. "She is very proud of you, Cameron."
"Thank you for saying that, Your Grace." Cameron faced me squarely. "Lara had died selfishly. I won't let history repeat itself."
"Sam is alive and I'm not planning on dying."
