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You think Sile ever felt remorse? The moment he met Jaevid he knew who he was, what he had to guide him to become. He knew he was training him to end a war that had been going on longer than Jaevid had been alive. He knew he was preparing him for a mission to pay for the crimes that his father—a man who hated Jaevid— had committed.
You think he felt remorse when he found Jae? When he set eyes on him for the first time that he wasn't just a concept of a plan? When he heard Jaevid's name for the first time that wasn't just a hopeful whisper from an exiled princess's lips?
You think he felt remorse when he saved him from a man that would have beaten him to death? Knowing he had a much worser fate planned for him in the future? A plan that he had helped come up with and execute before Jae was even born?
You think Sile felt remorse while laying on his deathbed, thinking he had deliberately sent Jae to an early demise just to satiate an angry god?
Do you think he regretted it?
Do you think he regretted the decisions he made? The promises he hopelessly clutched onto, even when the person he had made them to was nothing but a memory? A whispered name, buried and forgotten in a shallow grave.
Do you think he regretted his actions? The choices he made within a split seconds notice. The small actions that weren’t actually that small. The toss of keys to a boy that could understand the living embodiment of the fates.
Did he regret it?
Did he regret the way he turned his head? When a deal was made with the foundling spirits did he try to stop it? When a price was payed for their safety did he abject to the bill? Why would he? Wasn’t this what he had been training Jae for?
This was the plan after all, one must pay for the price of many.
Why would Sile feel remorse towards this?
Why would he regret his actions? He had made a promise. A plan had been set.
He was expected to see it through.