The man who I saw was a heartrender took the blindfold off me and I glared into the emotionless face of my father.

"You know," I started, "Some people consider tying others to poles very rude, myself included."

"Is that so?" He ventured, "Well, when it comes to someone like you I would consider it a safety measure."

I rolled my eyes, he was as infuriating as ever.

He waited until I met his gaze to speak, "I'm going to let you out of those," he told me, "Just, don't make any rash decisions until you've heard both sides of the story."

I raised a smug brow, "Me? Rash? Never."

He nodded to the heartrender to free my hands, his eyes never leaving mine as they did. Once I was free the heartrender bowed then left us alone in the tent.

"I must ask," my father started, "Where do your loyalties lie?"

I leaned against the pole I was previously tied to, "With myself."

He thought over my words for a moment, "Fair enough. Come, I have something to show you."

Although sceptical I followed him outside the tent, but what I saw had me backing away from him, we were right outside Os Atlas, hidden by the hill, he held onto my forearm. "No," I breathed, "You can't seriously be thinking of doing this."

His grip didn't loosen, "Why not? We have the advantage, they don't even know we're coming."

I turned to look at him, "No, not we, I am not helping you do this."

He sighed, "I was afraid you would say that," his grip became slightly painful on my arm as he signaled the heartrender from before over again, "Pytor Rena, Rena Pytor," he introduced us shoving me into his arms, "Watch her and make sure she doesn't do anything one might regret."

"Wait," I interrupted, my gather looked back at me, waiting, "Those people who found me, they weren't Grisha, were they?"

He thought for a moment before equipping me with an answer, "Oprichniki, some of my best."

He nodded and although not looking happy about his task Pytor bowed and left with me in tow towards a small tent next to the one we had come out of.

He pushed me into the tent, "You're aware of what I am?" He asked.

"Heartrender obviously," I drawled, crossing my arms.

He didn't appreciate my tone, "Good, so you know what will happen if you step a toe out of line or try to leave this tent without permission."

"Aren't you a ray of sunshine," I mumbled.

"That's your job, not mine, I'll be just outside," it sounded more like a threat than reassurance.

After he left I brought my sleeve up to my mouth and screamed into it, the fabric muffling it slightly. Who was this Pytor? And why wasn't Ivan here, although he wasn't much better at least I knew him.

I paced around the tent, I had to do something, I couldn't just leave everyone down there to die or be imprisoned, the Grisha had a chance of survival but what of the Otkazat'sya the one's who couldn't protect themselves, was I to believe he would show them mercy?

Finally I sat down, I had to warn them, even of they wouldn't believe me, but how?

Then it hit me, I crossed my legs underneath me and focused letting the light absorb me, becoming one with it, reaching out for... someone.

I appeared in a dark room, Alina or my mother, I was still awkward about that, was sitting at the end of her bed, enveloped in an old map.

The room looked familiar as I tried to place it, "You took his chambers?" I exclaimed, I don't know why I was surprised but after everything that he allegedly done to her it seemed a bit weird.

She jumped up from the bed, hands raised. When she saw me her shocked expression melted but quickly forged into a wary one.

She looked to the door behind me and saw that it was still closed, "What are you doing here?" She questioned, "You should be in Keramzin with the others."

"So should Adrik," I retorted.

She grimaced, "Adrik was a, special case."

I snickered, Adrik was almost as stubborn as me, if he hadn't been given permission to stay then he would have just snuck back.

"But to answer your question, I'm not here, not really," I told her.

She rubbed her temples, "Can everyone do this now or something," I heard her mutter to herself.

"Listen I don't have much time," I said which got her attention fairly quickly, "The Darkling, he's here, close, too close."

"That's impossible, how would you know, unless," realisation dawned on her, "I should have trusted Mal, you're with him aren't you?"

My eyes became pleading, "Not how you think I am, on the road to Keramzin something happened, an ambush, I don't have time to explain it all right now but please-"

"Rena, how am I supposed to trust you, I mean I know you're my child but you're his too."

I could feel the connection weakening, someone was trying to wake me up, "I'm not asking you to trust me, trust is earned and I most certainly have not done that, and I'm sorry for it, but I am asking you to believe me, just this once, even if you'll never trust me again, I-"

I lost the connection and my consciousness went back to my body.

My father loomed over me, I looked up and when I met his stare he gripped my shoulder painfully, I had done it, I had told her but she was hesitant to believe me, "What have you done," he growled.

I didn't stutter when I responded, "I followed my gut," I had little faith that my mother would actually believe me but now at least she would have some warning.

He let go and ran a hand through his hair, "Although you may not believe it, you have no idea what forces are at play here, this isn't some game."

I stood up, unable to sit there while being accused, "I am well aware this isn't a game, I grew up in this war, but there are other means to what you are doing."

"And what is it that I am doing?" He inquired. I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out, it closed again as I thought, "Exactly, you don't even know. People like to create their little, fantasies, about what I am doing but they don't have a clue, don't even want to know what I am doing. Well let me tell you, I have been working towards this for centuries, to make you, people like us, Grisha, safe. To make it so that we don't have to cower behind some false tsar ever again, now tell me, is that so bad, is that my crime?"

I didn't have a response, utterly lost for words, he came up close to me again, "You've lost your privilege of privacy, there will be someone watching you at all times."

With that he left me standing there dumbfounded, his kefta billowing after him like the wind. Pytor came in after and scowled at me as I just stood there. What he wanted to achieve wasn't the problem, it's the lengths he went to that made it what it was.

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Has everyone seen the cast announcement yesterday!! I don't know about you but I was screaming!!

That being said I think I should point out the obvious here that we should welcome the new cast with open arms, I've seen alot of people hating on the some of the cast, this is absolutely horrible, every single one of these beautiful people are amazing at what they do and have worked unbelievable hard to get to where they are now, just because they aren't what you expected doesn't give you the right to say these things about them, everyones opinion is valid but please keep negative thoughts and comments to yourself.

Please keep this in mind when commenting about them, and with that goodluck to the new cast and, ROLL ON SEASON TWO!!!