He slowly sat up. His eyes took in the chaos of the Nether. And then he could do nothing but stare at her. "What… what did you do?"
She didn't answer him. She wanted to lie to him, but she couldn't. Not again.
"Alleria." He reached for her. She pulled away. "Alleria, please! Why? Why?"
Her voice was calm. "That is what I asked. Why? Then I understood. We were not meant to die on Argus today. Even Xe'ra knew it. But she could not see how we escaped. She could not see that it was the Shadow that would save us."
"
I would rather have died than have you fall to evil!"
"I know. And yet my fate has not changed. We will see our son again. We will defeat the Legion."
"Alleria…" Turalyon's voice was choked with horror. "
This can be undone. Ask forgiveness. Forswear the Shadow. I'm sure Xe'ra will help you.
...
She stopped in front of him. She looked exhausted. "It is good to see you again," she said.
He wanted to tell her the same. He wanted to tell her that he loved her and that nothing would ever change that. It would have been true.
But he couldn't find the words. Not yet. She seemed to understand."