"We, is myself, and the very Emerson Prince that you fathered. We, is myself and Minister Hod of the Academy. General Blackthorn, Asabel's Pillar of War. We is myself and the Treeants that we will turn to our favour – and the Pendragons, who we will see revenge carried out on behalf of. We, is the realm, King Emerson. The inevitable result. We are those that will see it carried out," Oliver said.
"You believe that my son will fight alongside you, regardless of my pronouncement?" King Emerson said.
"Not at all," Oliver said. "I believe he already has. For it is obvious. When the moment comes, we are Stormfronters, all of us, well and truly. When the moment arose, it was no longer ambiguous. Fitzer and Hendrick acted as men of the Stormfront. That, in the end, is all that matters."
"Is that your attempt to unify us – to placate us by saying that we are all men of the Stormfront? When you head this cause, you will still placate us by saying that, if gathered so, we are all equals?"
