She didn't expect anyone to forgive her for her crimes. They were too many, too brutal. Even if she attempted to make up for everything she had done, under orders and willingly, there weren't enough days in a single lifetime to atone. Not even a magical lifetime that could easily last as long as two centuries. In truth, she didn't want anyone to absolve her of her sins. She preferred to carry them around in her gut, reminding her every few seconds what she was capable of. Sometimes they helped her remember she could be strong, other times they reminded her how weak she really was.