"No, sweetie! No Ed! You did nothing! In fact, you saved so many people. Who knows how many people he would have killed to get to Alder," said Opaline and hugged her daughter.
"No, I killed him. I am a killer," sobbed Edwina.
"When you were born, we fought with so many rogues, we killed so many rogues, are we killers too?" asked Opaline.
"No, you did that to save me," sniffled Edwina. "You guys are my saviour. You protected me, adopted me, love me like your child."
Opaline hit Edwina on her head. "What do you mean we love you like our child? You are our child. Never say stupid things."
"Mom! You know what I mean," sniffled Edwina.
"It was not your fault. Your powers did that. You sensed you were in danger and your powers took over. You really need to train to get that under control. The light was so bright that it woke us up. We thought the moon itself came to the earth. How did Andre and Gothmog are fine?" asked Opaline.
