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You're a fool.

It should have hurt, but it didn't.

Anselm expected outrage. Denial. A flare of righteous anger as he spat in the face of her god and her matrimony.

Instead, she turned her shoulders and stumbled forwards, face darkened by fresh sprung tears. 

Shit, she was crying?

His torn ears cupped forward and he snorted. I may be a fool, but at least I did not marry vonne. He called back as Heda fled.

Good! Let her leave. Let her leave him like everyone else did. It was what he deserved and frankly, what he had come to expect of every living thing that managed to cross his path.