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Clouds as dark and ominous as his father’s temper
Blood was the only thing the earth answered to. Blood represented sacrifice, and the earth would not trade her secrets for anything less.
His voice was rough and low, his hands large and clumsy, but his heart was broken and bleeding, and the baby boy, in all his helpless innocence, soothed something in him.
But I did it anyway, because you needed me, because it was the right thing to do. And you have been my greatest joy.”
I have no idea why this was so funny to me. First few weeks on the throne and already being extra
It’s 1am and this imagery has successfully creeped me out. Same Dagmar same.
He sighed, disappointed in his flesh,
“Be careful what you fear,” Ivo replied, grave. “We draw the attention of the fates when our fear grows too loud. The fates are cruel, and they will reward you with what you fear most.”
Master Ivo had assured Bayr he would be victorious and informed him that the brothers would be watching in “pious pose as he destroyed the competition.”
I just love Master Ivo so much
Silence woke and reared her head, and shock galloped at her heels.
Lovely. Just lovely.
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But I look back on the days when he was a newborn babe, when I had to hold him all night to keep him from crying, and I long for that time. There will never be a night like that again.”
im crying Dagmar you are the best dad
Dagmar stared at her, aghast. He leaned his forehead low against his clasped fists, something he did often when she was around, apologizing to the gods he worshipped for her questions.
Dagmar really is that kinda dad this is too funny
