[For only - or primarily - being in it for Charlie's sake, Lucifer's doing a fantastic job!! For a moment, Frieda's mind feels like its swirling. Why did nobody think of this before?! Even King Karl, the one who made the vow she inherited after growing up with disgust for his forebears' violent rule, the one who dissolved his empire once he assumed the throne, could only think of killing them all - and, unable to enact such a deed, chose an isolated exile instead.

Is it not possible..? Maybe the Founding Titan's powers won't allow me to undo itself... but I have to try. I have to.]

I can't help but feel like someone - anyone - should have thought of that over the last century, but... I didn't, either.

[She feels so stupid right now. Were she and the rulers before her really not seeing the forest for the trees? Or was it a compulsion to not consider the option? Already, she can feel some gears in her subconscious moving, but she can't yet tell in which direction, and whether she'll find a new door opening or be thrown into a violent relapse.]

Thank you, Mister Morningstar.

[She feels too overwhelmed to put the full depth of her gratitude into words.]