Don't Beat Yourself Too Much

[UDRAD]

"But—" Criselda began, and Unar looked at her curiously, wondering what this woman's intention was to come to them, just when his mother dearest had died.  Surely she had to have some respect for the dead, right? 

But what if it was never about Ilya? Then again, everything Criselda had done that related to the lycans had always been for Alanor, and Unar could tell that this was probably for him too, especially since the two warlocks wanted the key to Edison's pathway.

"No, Cris. And about the key, Edison took it fifty years ago. He said there was no point in holding on to it when there was no war anyway. He took the key. 

"As for the tunnels, he made sure to use your sister to wipe out memories of the place, so no one knows where Edison's secret pathway is. Not even my sweet Ilya, that's what you were hoping for when you needed to bring her back to life.