This is not the memory I wanted you to have. My weakness.......... For the first time in my life, my battle marks embarrass me.
It's raining. There was no rain predicted for this night.
Tai'an must be crying. It only rains from a clear sky when she is. You don't care, but I hate it when she cries. Her eyes show nothing. Not a tear rolls down her silky cheeks, but it rains buckets from a clear cloudless sky. Even the trees bend with her pain.
Yes, I disobeyed. I have no regrets. I knew I'd be punished. I confessed.
Don't ever ask me to betray her. I would sooner die. Your insults and conflict is between you and her. If she were truly threatening your life she would come to you. She believes in looking her enemy in the eye for such things. When she said she would have Xeres, his life is not her aim. She would have loved him... made him her slave. She didn't mean it. She loves Si'or more than life. Her family and Gaer is her life. You treasure him most......I see.
You question my strength. Again, I say you don't know me. My people were slaves for three thousand years. I have lived through 1500 of that. A slave. I know more about submission than you can imagine. I could submit you you. Can you be sure you have me then?
I am a princess Locke......and a warrior.
I don't want your money and your power means nothing to me. You are too used to being treated as nothing.
I could easily be devoted to you. Question is...would you truly let me. Can you accept that I serve two other masters? I wager you cannot. I gave a part of my life to be what I am. Can you offer me what I truly want from you? It is the only thing of yours I feel is of equal value.
Again, your conflict with Tai'an is of yours and her making. Tai'an, like her father, likes to spar with the ones she likes. Needling you is a source of enjoyment for her. She likes you and accepts you as you are. She would ignore you otherwise. She feels you need love and this is the way she gives it.
Insulting her in my presence is a source of pain. Don't pull me into it or you both will suffer my wrath. While I may stay silent at your insults and lack of respect, I will not take sides. My goals have nothing to do with that struggle.
In many ways she is my twin. I love her as a sister and we fight as such. I am upset by her method of punishment. She held back......unacceptable.
What you saw is the way I fight Locke. Andronites fight in nothing but the boots on our feet, and we cut our hair before going into battle. No advantage is given to out enemies. Yes I offered myself to you. My virginity and more is yours if you truly want it. It all comes at a high price. To have it you must pay it. I am tired again. Goodnight Locke. Thank you for Xerxes friendship. It means a great deal to me to see my little brother truly smile.
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