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"You thought you'd escape unscathed,
But every wrong you've done
Will be a weight
That drags you down." ~Araneae Ruber
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THE WATER waved as they listened to her story. "I guess it was also part of the deal, as his highness, Angelus, either lost interest or forgot about her and left."
Archibald jumped to ask but just cut in, knowing what he was about to ask.
"I don't know what happened or where he went to later."
He folded his lips in and sighed. It was really too much to expect his location on a silver platter.
"I put to bed. But I wasn't stupid. The strain of holding her in, the strain of the war, of running away from Angelus. I knew I had limited time before I died, too, and I was not leaving my baby girl on the street on a foreign continent to fend for herself."
