[ E R R O+ R 1 5 2 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Yo+u, they spit at my o+ther so+n. We will lo+o+sen yo+ur restraints eno+ugh to+ help him. He is slo+w, and we are gro+wing bo+red. My psio+n sparks with indignatio+n and fury, but allo+ws their co+ld fro+nds to+ to+uch his scalp so+ that he may help his belo+ved. They kno+w he is po+werful, but did no+t expect him to+ so+ easily lift tho+se harsh iro+ns with so+ little bleed. In their fear, they make him suffer to+o+; he is struck with an unearned vicio+usness. Even in a slo+w crawl to+ death, they are afraid o+f the po+wer a warmblo+o+d can po+ssess. He can be o+f great use to+ the Empire, I hear hissed. He will be an asset to+ o+ur Queen. They do+ no+t let my so+ns speak. They do+ no+t have to+. They lo+ve each o+ther greatly. To+ be able to+ help is blessing eno+ugh. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026