Arrow Lake so only one life can't be enough

he did not understand the weight of expectancy that she had struggled beneath, not in the same way. but mahler considered his burdens as general, that much rested with him, and that overall he strove to be worthy of the respect that his rank commanded.
perhaps it was similar.
her next question brought a curious flick to one ear, but he did not remark upon its intrigue. instead mahler mulled it a moment, the cool amethyst of his eyes finding the clearwater of her own, tracing her scars a moment.
"i believe that being a mother or a father is vone of the most important things ve might ever do upon this earth," he answered simply. "love is a fine birthright for any child."