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[sighs]
wandering without the power Selemene once granted.
Nothing.
[rasping in distance]
Who kneels before the Solar Throne?
So be it.
His demon. You attacked the Nightsilver Woods.
Not a vision, not even a dream, not so much as a feeling.
Davion.
You see my prison. You failed to see my fortress.
[growling]
Preposterous.
[Mirana] We know the dragon souls are in your possession.
[eerie music]
When this is over, this is over. The souls will be released.
The container is mystically bound to me.
But I do, Majesty. He's going to prove himself a liar.
the child will be my Filomena, as I remember her.
[Selemene] Is it just as you imagined?
-Great? -Pretty good, anyway.
and they knew what love there may have been had passed.
There is nothing I would not.