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he watched her genteel approach with cautious eyes that seemed to dart to each of her features - looking for evidence that she hated him. but stigmata found none of the coldness that he expected from her, and he rose from his damp and prone position to sit before her with a humbly lowered head. "ketzia," the general almost sighed, as if it were a relief and an honor to say her name; "your absence drove me mad." his admittance came in a soft whisper - so softly that it were as if he didn't want her to know it at all.

"i did not know i felt this way about you, and it makes me feel worthless that i was not able to protect you from harm."