Confidence doesn't just come when one is bold, with their chin raised high and their steps steady and filled with certainty. Confidence also comes with nervous fingers, trembling lips, and especially quaking knees, and Jacquelyn was living proof of that. She was clearly scared; of course, she would be. She had been given the choice between life and evil, and what did she do? She picked evil, while Grisie was waiting worriedly behind the door for her. Jacquelyn thought to herself as she wiped Kael's chest slowly with his shirt.