There were a few with power like yours. I served with one. The Inquisitor. [She shrugs, drinking her coffee. She's been thinking about the Inquisitor a lot since she came to Hadriel and often wonders what became of him. Perhaps he's dead. Probably he's dead.] The Empire makes things simple. Either you obey or someone stronger kills you. And there is always someone stronger.

[She shakes her head.]

He killed my lieutenants. I should have expected it. But he--enjoyed it. I suppose it was the only thing left to him.