The knight falls silent, and glances away as though considering this, as though envisioning it.

The world she'd thought she was fighting for at first: light, laughter, and perhaps even love. A life among friends and family. A life where she wasn't considered a slave, or a weapon. A life with challenges they'd face together, where she'd grow from a girl into a woman.

But it's the wrong life. It's a life built on - she believes - lies and deception and half-truths and concealment.

"I believe in a future that exists, instead," she says finally.