“Of course they’re not, though I think they’re better. All right. I’ll retract that. It’s not sorcerers or woodfolk. It’s the power that corrupts the people around you.”
“That’s a refreshing point of view, Waterstone,” remarked Tarkyn caustically. “It is generally held to be the power wielder who is corrupted by the power.”
Waterstone eyed him thoughtfully. “Considering your family, I would have to say there’s a lot of truth in that. However, power does not corrupt everyone within its sphere and therein lies your hope. Except for your deep-seated and let’s face it, justifiable paranoia, I think your integrity remains remarkably unscathed by the power you wield and there will be people around you whose integrity overrides the lure of power.” Waterstone picked up a stone and threw it force
