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He takes a step toward me

"Octavia steers humanity to slow decline The Reforround at a thousand kilometers a second Wewhat he thinks best for humanity

Damn him

We never asked to bow Who is he to say Reds and Browns toiling to death is for the greater good? Who is he to say Pink children being harvested for rape, Obsidians and Grays for battle, is a necessity? How can he sit there and say that he alone knohat is best for ht Just as it was not his right to coht ht to cut off his head right now

Instead I stand and cross the distance between us Kneeling, I take his hand and kiss his bloodydae"

His hard lips curl into a predatory smile "Call me Father"

"Try not to look so damn pleased with yourself," Lorn says to ardens of the Citadel A breeze stirs the bells that hang in the trees It is a siross spectacle of Luna Shs Pink attendants clear therass and white paths, Peerless stand laughing and ine You can sense the Jackal’s hand in the planning He’s a tastefully nitaries caustus and I had to greet They carew tired of glad-handing and sought Lorn near the base of a thin white tree His arne in his hand He tosses it into a shrub

"I hate this sort of thing too," I say "Soon as I get ustus wants me to cozy up to so here, there’s no real joy to be had

"Alone it seeh and low"

"Don’t know" Has everyone noticed?

"Ah" He grunts "Lovers’ quarrel? Well, I won’t pour advice in your ear except to say, s your pride She’s a gelad you caruffly and nods to the Jackal, who speaks with Roque and several Politicos froustus soh my men won hi of, how long do you think I have to stay before it’s not rude to leave?"