97. HE RULES IN FEAR. ACT πΏπ½ ββ Heβs my π€π°ππ₯π¦π΄π΅ π€π³πΆπ¦ππ΅πΊ, my favorite ππ’ππππ, and the reason I still kneel after centuries. | pt-br/eng
The ancient throne. Β· Volterra
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He had no intention of letting the distance between them grow so unbearable ever again, not if he could help it. For all his pride, all his authority, and all the centuries he had spent convincing himself that he could endure anything, Caius had come to understand that there wasβ
β β β β β± β Oh, my darlingβ¦ It is not your fault, not in the slightest. I simplyβ¦ I do not want you to remain confined here any longer. I do not want to keep the world from youβ¦ You deserve a better life, and it is my duty to give you one. β
Caius knew that changing their circumstances would demand more than a conversation, perhaps more than he was presently willing to admit. But as he held her hands between his own, he made a silent promise to himself that he would no longer accept their situation as something β