"The right person did, dear. And took it with him."

She smiles thinly, and swiftly shifts topics. As it often does when magic enters conversation. "You're not the first to feel that conflict. And I feel we've all seen enough of what can happen purely by accident, by no fault of anyone, when a mage is left to their own devices."

No one is likely to forget the night of the abomination any time soon, she's certain. But her expression softens. "Things are unlikely to return to the state they were before, in any case. Perhaps something better will come of this shift in power. It all depends on what happens if and when the Chantry reforms, and a new Divine is chosen."