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This castle, the place where my mother birthed me, where my father and grandfather ruled, where all of my fondest memories reside, has become foreign.
Mm.
Gold may gleam, but it doesn’t stand the test of time. It wears down, loses its luster, becomes nothing but a needy, malleable surface with no durability.
With Tyndall away, distracted by putting Fifth Kingdom beneath his thumb, I have an opportunity, and I won’t squander it.
Do it lady!
But I’m done.
Yes girl!
Bright side? At least I’m alive. At least I got away from the Red Raids. I won’t be subjected to whatever Quarter wanted to do with me once he discovered his captain was missing. Quarter isn’t the kind of man you want for a captor.
That's a win!
