Originally Posted by
KnightDisciple
[Sarah's Room]
Turiel was standing, looking down at the seated Mortal girl. His voice was calm and steady, but as hard as sword-steel.
"Whether you appreciate the fact or not, you live solely by my mercy, and by the pleas of two others. You draw breath because I, we, allow it. And I am placing an enormous amount of trust in Numeros Svetlana, and a grain of trust in you, to allow you the freedom that I am. If you abuse this trust, if you threaten the peace of this City, do not think you will not have consequences."