[She's remembering another person from her past now---a grandiose manner, a cynic's mocking voice. And how she'd reached out her hand to heal him, the Ursurper, and how he'd calmed for just that single moment...]

Sometimes the irredeemable are the most deserving of our pity of all. If only one could find a shred of humanity within them...

[But the prophecy laid out the Ursurper's fate, and so it follows that this house should meet the same end.]

But pity cannot stop us from taking action. Where words and appeals have failed, force may sometimes prevail instead. Such might be the case here.