For a moment, Heila thought that Loman had actually learned something from his harrowing ordeal these past few days.
He'd sacrificed acolytes of his own church to fuel his sorcery and in the end, he'd accomplished almost nothing for it, killing and wounding nearly as many soldiers on his own side as he had among Dame Sybyll's army. He'd been judged harshly, lost an eye and an arm in punishment for his crimes, and watched both Ian Hanrahan and Sir Tommin receive punishments for their own.
It was enough to humble any man, and when Loman approached Lady Nyrielle to offer an apology, Heila genuinely believed that he'd come to understand the harm that he and his people had been doing to the Eldritch nations for generations. She thought that he'd actually come to an understanding when he heard Lady Nyrielle's story of loss and pain, and that he was finally, finally, going to do the right thing.
