The prison, he knew, was not a prison at all, but a temple repurposed. It had once been a place of spiritual solace, but in the eyes of the Shadowborn king, it was fit only to be a place of pain. It occurred to the prince only now that it was so deeply misunderstood. He thought of all the times he had been told that his greatest purpose was to become more effective at inflicting suffering. He thought of all the times his mentor had told him that his life was only worth the blood he spilled upon it. The prince reached for the broken gate, and slowly, methodically, tenderly, patched each and
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