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… I know that the title seems deceptive. I guess it is. I have been taken by the Queen. I have been wrong.
I'm glad I found out when I did. Plans were in place. People put in motion. Alphard… Medusa… I could have made a serious mistake. While there's no mistaking that Alphard is still a monster, still needs to be stopped, a greater evil looms on the horizon. A bigger evil.
I was talking to Grayson last night, when Medusa told me her story. I couldn't help but cry and hug her. I couldn't help but have my heart break a little bit. How could I be so single-minded in my desire to crush Alphard, when the essence of what I fear he will become is real, is here, and is ever present.
What would you do if it was someone you loved?
I stand up.
I'll fight.
Win, lose or draw… I might finally be able to sleep again. I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at Douglas again, without crying. I'll not be your sword, nor your shield, Medusa. But I'll support you. And I'll fight for your cause, even if it's without you. And if you ever need me, I'll be there for you.
You've given enough. Near everything. I still have much left.
I think I'll leave you with the owls, in pieces. There's peace in that. You can't hurt me, Journal.