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He watched as Ashlar verbally beat himself, speaking of the things others deserved but not of his own wants or deservings. Wanting others to be happy did not take into account the wants and needs of one's self.

"She has it from you."

He turned his gaze away momentarily.

She has something from everybody. She could call for anybody and — He found his own throat tight, a heavy stone in his stomach. Carefully he returned his gaze back to the other man. You say from me as if I am the only one.

Avicus could have it all, did have it all. She was Wealda and they all bowed to her at the end of the day.

You give her other things in what you do here — and if there is any want to be the only one to give it, then you must act. His heart clutched, his stomach twisted.

You must tend to your own happiness too, Ashlar.

For not the first time, he watched those around him grapple with affectionate emotions and felt an ugly churn of his own emotions for it all.