a new plight, distinctly. the opposite has been more common place — men wriggling on the oaths they've hooked themselves with, baiting her into alliances with false promises. instinctively, she types what would you have me do? and then promptly wipes it from her screen, annoyed with her never-ending need to seek guidance.
queens and saints and generals don't beg to be led. they lead. she swallows down her uneasiness, her reply slow in coming. )
I have a name, but killing a man who enjoys it is hardly the justice I want. Giving him the death he wants won't bring me any peace.
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a new plight, distinctly. the opposite has been more common place — men wriggling on the oaths they've hooked themselves with, baiting her into alliances with false promises. instinctively, she types what would you have me do? and then promptly wipes it from her screen, annoyed with her never-ending need to seek guidance.
queens and saints and generals don't beg to be led. they lead. she swallows down her uneasiness, her reply slow in coming. )
I have a name, but killing a man who enjoys it is hardly the justice I want.
Giving him the death he wants won't bring me any peace.