I didn't expect to ever come back here again, when I left eight years ago as a Knight for the Royal Army. I actually had hoped I wouldn't have to come back to the castle. Not wanting to face my fears, seeing her with another. Someone worthy of her, only based on status. I try to swallow but my throat feels tight at that thought. Desmond and Is horses slow to a trott approaching the castle gates. Desmond dismounts and the most beautiful little blur of energy bursts out the door.
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