“Do you think that when I saw a half-feral slave that day in Inadios’ manor I had any clue…that I had any idea that I wouldn’t be able to sleep, that food would lose its taste, and life would lose its meaning, because all I could think about was you? That I couldn’t care less about war, rebellion, slaves, or anything else for that matter, only thinking of finding you? That I would spend months and months scavenging the whole of Esnox, looking for the freckled woman who stole my soul? That I would spend nights on my knees, begging Fate to grant me a chance at seeing you again? That when I was
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