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“She would have made him earn her approval. She would have commanded him to follow her into battle and carry her banner and her glory. She would have graciously allowed him to die for her, and he would have done so joyfully and felt that his death was not in vain. She would have ruled him by the sheer breadth of her power and fearlessness and by the tight bindings of his oaths, and Evemer would have thought that right and proper. He would have given her everything and never once thought of reciprocity.Looking at her was like looking into the sun”.
Kadou had stood and fought, and Evemer’s soul sang out toward him.
The world was whirling around Evemer, and the stupid little prince in front of him the center of the hurricane.
Please, Kadou would cry. Please, just look me in the eye and tell me you hate me, because it can’t be as bad out in the open air as it is inside my head, and it’s eating me alive. Please.
At a single murmured word from him, Evemer would have turned away from Zeliha’s blazing fire, would have crawled, if he had to, over coals, over broken glass, over mountain ranges and deserts, just to come to Kadou’s feet and press his forehead to the backs of Kadou’s hands.
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