Clayton:*thinks for a moment
*shakes his head
Not even i can pull the strings to get a Raven out of here. Besides, Shakah rules the Swamps. No raven gets through that old man anyway. Nosy old bastard he was.

*Amy, Joanna, and Zach pay their tributes to the God of Life as well and get a token of her

Drake: *he smiles
Something tells me you're going to be a great asset to the Thorn's. I'm glad. We need strong men like you on our side...

Too many people are going to vie for that crown of Amy's.

Klaire: *continues thinking*
There's gotta be a way, Clayton.

Bronson: Well we don't want that do we

Clayton:Our only option is to wait it out. Hope. Pray.
*grabs Klaire's hands
And trust in us.

*Meister leads them to the God of Death's statue and he speaks about it and they pay their tributes

Drake: Of course not.
I just hope that isn't something Ava is hoping for.

Klaire: *she scoffs, taking her hands away*
'Trust'...

I've tried those things, look where it got me.

*she smiles bitterly*
But that's fine. I'll wait. As long as I get out of here. And I better.

Because I won't rest until I see the blood of those who betrayed me.

Clayton:*notices Klaire has changed
*takes a deep breath
You still must keep your place here.

Bronson: Me too

*Amy, Joanna, and Zach walk out of the garden after finishing the Walk of Faith to a crowd of thousands of people

Amy:Good Gods. What is this?

Meister:I present to you, Queen Amy, Her Hand Zachary and Adviser Joanna. By taking this walk they have accepted the connection between the crown and the faith. May the Gods watch over you in your rule my Queen.

Klaire: *she looks outside of the hut, taking a deep breath - finally finding her resolution, her goal: Vengeance.

Finally understanding what Joanna tried to teach her and Amy as children, and realizing that she has failed to comprehend this until now.

This is the Game*

I'll keep my place here, Clayton.

Drake: *turns and looks at Bronson*
-And that's up to you to handle. You say she listens to you, but you don't sound too confident.

Clayton:Good, first you must learn that the food we have is food we fought for. Food we sometimes killed for

Bronson: I will handle it