Leona, Matthias and I ride back in the carriage. No more of that Frozia superiority while I'm around.
Thinking about it I can't help looking at Matthias as even more of a wimp than I previously thought, he gave way to the Preist and her disciples in the same manner he gave way to me.
But I figure he is simply a man enamored by his own survival. He is obsessed with self preservation, he would shake hands with anyone who could guarantee no change in his power or an increase, for now, I'm not sure what the Preist offered him.
I'll have to be cautious. While I thought and expected Frozia to have developed some kind of resistance to my power, to my subjugation of them, but I never thought I'd have to been on edge in this way.
I suppose that's what I get for staying away so long.