The Dark Lord finished his round and begun to approach the dais with the thrones; wand still raised on the death eater. Once seated, the curse ended. "Rise, Avery," he ordered softly. "You ask for forgiveness? I do not forgive. Nor do I forget. Thirteen long years ... I want thirteen years" repayment before I forgive you." He gestured to the second throne. "Only one person in this room can claim my forgiveness. He was willing to trade his life for mine. From now on, he will sit by my side. His words will be heard. His advice valued. He will lead this new crusade from the shadows, aiding me in claiming the British Isles."