She was quiet for a moment, considering what she could say to this. While she had not been born or played a part in it, she bore her father's blood. She was the only one left of her family, the last that could answer for these crimes and try to remedy the mistakes of the past.

"My father was cruel." He was a monster, to be frank, but the words were too frightening to say now. Not when she was still struggling with her own place in the world and with who and what she was.