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"And only then, I knew the full weight of your words. You had not intended to leave her, but I. After making such promises, you, a man, did not make good of your vows. Where is your honour, Sire? It was all just a pretence, a charade, nothing more than just meaningless letters typed out like a script. Oh, but were you a Man after all?"

...

You brought her out of her darkness, the moment she saw you, she knew that she had to get you in some way or another. And thus, began the courting. She didn't notice that you had your eyes on her too, even with the wench by your side. You started approaching her, slowly, and she had gladly responded. Oh, but what a mistake for her that is!

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She had locked out her heart for anyone to enter, but you had found the key easily. Too easily. But she was too blind to notice. You approached her, again. You talked her out of her strongly-built walls, reaching for her trust. She gave in. You confided in her, and in turn, she did to you. You found out about her weaknesses, and her fears. What had started slowly, had suddenly turned into something else.

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