Part of him doesn’t know what he was thinking getting his body inscribed that way, and part of him feels more hate than ever, anger and rage at being bested and tortured. This tattoo was supposed to be proof of his supremacy, and he will leave here with a wound that will scar into proof he is no white king, not even a knight. Then he closes his eyes, squeezes them shut against the tears that threaten to fall, and says, “Go.” The scalpel is cold against his skin, and even before it takes its first cut, any bravery Tony felt slips away. His deep breaths devolve into panicked gulps, and the tears
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