( Emilia'd anticipated his acceptance of her caveat.
Many of the decisions he has made, ruthless and generous alike, have been in the hopes of preserving her ability to make choices freely. He understands better than most the need to cherish that, to fight for it at whatever cost.
His fondness, however, does manage to surprise her.
She eyes him with a bit of skepticism, though she's not entirely sure it's earned. She once thought he despised mortals, but she once thought a lot of things, having grown up hearing all sorts of twisted tales about him.
If they were true, his closest friend and right-hand man would not be Anir. He would not devour every cannoli in sight. Assumptions are the death of truth, he once told her, and she would do well to remember that in the pursuit of her own. )
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Many of the decisions he has made, ruthless and generous alike, have been in the hopes of preserving her ability to make choices freely. He understands better than most the need to cherish that, to fight for it at whatever cost.
His fondness, however, does manage to surprise her.
She eyes him with a bit of skepticism, though she's not entirely sure it's earned. She once thought he despised mortals, but she once thought a lot of things, having grown up hearing all sorts of twisted tales about him.
If they were true, his closest friend and right-hand man would not be Anir. He would not devour every cannoli in sight. Assumptions are the death of truth, he once told her, and she would do well to remember that in the pursuit of her own. )
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