No matter how many times he were to say that he was sorry, the damage would remain. Aera, worst of all, had been an accident. What good was an apology, thought Somnus, when so much more anguish awaited Ardyn as his brother appeared before him now?
It was wretched, he knew, for he was a wretched man. He'd lowered himself once before, and they'd each departed unfulfilled. This time, he knew better than to seek understanding.
While Ardyn was trembling with righteous fury, Somnus was quiet. There was no going back. He'd burned that bridge beyond repair. But it was impossible to contain his pent-up sorrow in the face of his beloved brother, and his own mien betrayed his emotion.
The end had been so close. Now here he stood before the beginning.]
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No matter how many times he were to say that he was sorry, the damage would remain. Aera, worst of all, had been an accident. What good was an apology, thought Somnus, when so much more anguish awaited Ardyn as his brother appeared before him now?
It was wretched, he knew, for he was a wretched man. He'd lowered himself once before, and they'd each departed unfulfilled. This time, he knew better than to seek understanding.
While Ardyn was trembling with righteous fury, Somnus was quiet. There was no going back. He'd burned that bridge beyond repair. But it was impossible to contain his pent-up sorrow in the face of his beloved brother, and his own mien betrayed his emotion.
The end had been so close. Now here he stood before the beginning.]
What do you ask of me?