in the palace Y/N: I look into your eyes, and I think back to the son of mine. You're as old as he was when I left for war, Will these actions haunt my days, every man I've slain. Is the price I pay endless pain. Y/N covers the baby's eyes close your eyes, spare yourself the view, How could I hurt you. I'm just a man who's trying to go home, even from the years away from what I've known. I'm just a man who's fighting for his life, but deep down I would trade the world to see my son and wife.
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