[A long buried guilt rises up. It kept him up at night in those early days. The thought of Kiera toiling under the weight of a destroyed family, of Aquila trying to salvage the wreckage of both the council and her loved ones. They had been left entirely alone, all by his actions.
And then it had all changed. It had been a mercy they didn't have to deal with Luca. If they only knew.
If they knew.
It makes his smile turn bitter. Something acrid rises in his throat, molten and burning. If only he had fallen out of his line's graces, perhaps he wouldn't still be plagued with the curse that rots in his blood and festers within his mind.]
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And then it had all changed. It had been a mercy they didn't have to deal with Luca. If they only knew.
If they knew.
It makes his smile turn bitter. Something acrid rises in his throat, molten and burning. If only he had fallen out of his line's graces, perhaps he wouldn't still be plagued with the curse that rots in his blood and festers within his mind.]
I only wish that were true.