Brutally Honest

"I'm guessing you have made up your mind then?" Zeras asked her as he looked at Felicie, who wanted to nod but couldn't help but notice something strange in Zeras's voice.

Somehow, it felt different, even though the wording was what she felt to be the same.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked him with narrowed eyes.

"I'm saying you have made up your mind, to truly never return, like your uncle and everyone predicted..." he answered, causing Felicie's eyes to widen brightly.

"I never made up my mind for that."

"Well, you just did. There are Otherworlders who will make you dead if you dare remain among them.

They'll never allow you to go into the tower with them, and the chances of you even surviving in the tower are nil.

And who is to say even if I protected you and got you to enter the tower, none would make a move against you when you're in the tower.