Yes. And no, it didn't. The situation was... complicated, and I was not told everything. It would have changed my decision.
[It seems that power is all he has now — nothing else to speak of but the miles of misdeeds at his back, and what he has accrued to defeat a man who only loved him unconditionally. Sasuke closes his eyes for a moment, to rest the subject there, to focus outside himself. Vere. Laurent.
He was powerless once. His fear had driven him, a cousin to his grief; he knows Laurent understands those emotions well. The difference is that Laurent is not a warrior, does not possess a legacy of strength and ability, was not trained to take lives.]
That's not what I want. [Argument burns in him, retaliatory, levering himself on his right elbow — halted from hinging fully upright by the look in those eyes, the precarious slip of a sleeve.] You still let him have so much control over you. You see yourself ruined, but I don't understand why.
[He becomes aware of his heart, a rush of blood threatening to cloud reason. He waits for something. He cannot name exactly what it is.]
You'll become king when you return, and he'll try to stop you. He's the obstacle. So what are you going to do? [Pressing, as if on a wound—] Does Damen know?
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[It seems that power is all he has now — nothing else to speak of but the miles of misdeeds at his back, and what he has accrued to defeat a man who only loved him unconditionally. Sasuke closes his eyes for a moment, to rest the subject there, to focus outside himself. Vere. Laurent.
He was powerless once. His fear had driven him, a cousin to his grief; he knows Laurent understands those emotions well. The difference is that Laurent is not a warrior, does not possess a legacy of strength and ability, was not trained to take lives.]
That's not what I want. [Argument burns in him, retaliatory, levering himself on his right elbow — halted from hinging fully upright by the look in those eyes, the precarious slip of a sleeve.] You still let him have so much control over you. You see yourself ruined, but I don't understand why.
[He becomes aware of his heart, a rush of blood threatening to cloud reason. He waits for something. He cannot name exactly what it is.]
You'll become king when you return, and he'll try to stop you. He's the obstacle. So what are you going to do? [Pressing, as if on a wound—] Does Damen know?