Amara is stunned. Standing in Logan's study, Ethan by her side, she looks at Logan as if he has just grown a second head. She grabs Ethan's hand and pulls him closer, discreetly, feeling the boy squeeze her hand, wondering if Logan can do all of this to his own daughter, what can he do to his son.
-"Is this what you want for your daughter?"
-"This is a much better punishment for her than death." - Logan then turns to Ethan. -"It seems your first official execution will have to wait."
-"I don't think this is right. If you do this, things will get much worse than they already are."
-"You don't know what you're talking about. Leave, so I can get things ready." - He smiles widely at her.
-"You're making a mistake than can have worse repercussions than the ones we were already expecting."
-"That's enough. I told you to leave." - Anger replaces the smile.
-"I just hope you know what you're doing."
Amara leaves the room, taking Ethan with her. As she walks down the corridor back to her room, Ethan silent next to her, she debates on what to do next.
-"Maybe Arabella isn't as bad as father as made her seem." - Ethan softly says to her, breaking the silence.
-"I think you may be right."
Amara stops and looks at her son, his eyes on her, shining like two little stars. She knows what she needs to do, come hell or high water, she knows.
She takes a deep breath and straightens her back in determination, telling Ethan to go to his room and not leave until she comes and gets him, the young boy nodding and leaving in a hurry.
Amara watches her son leave and thinks that she better be right about what she is about to do, otherwise she might never see her son again.