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My days of running and hiding behind others are finished
I will no longer fear my name
“My name is Lysander au Lune,” I bellow into the cold room
I did not knoeight my name still had, but the seis chills to randmother all they like, the blood in reatest of our kind It is the myth of my ancestors these people wrap then They bowed to hieneration Seraphina als open Dido curses under her breath and leans back in her seat, unable to corave face
Cassius watches in silence, his heart breaking in his chest
“I aer, son of Anastasia, son of Brutus, grandson of Lorn au Arcos the Stoneside, and Octavia the Sovereign of Man I was born upon the Palatine, west of Hyperion, at the heart of Luna and the City of Light I may know little of the Rim, but even in the heart of empire, they spoke of the honor of House Raa Of the Moon Lords, chief aone? Has it deserted you? Has it fled after the treotten it, but I have not forgotten mine And my honor will not let ony, but I cannot look at him
“Your bloodfeud is sated by any measure The Bellona have been wiped from the face of the worlds Do not fall prey to the very cannibalis to flourish This man, this Gold, is not your ene is” I turn in a cold fury to Dido “Bring me the safe”
WE PULL OUT OF THE RAIN onto the fiftieth floor of an abandoned building on the outskirts of a reconstruction zone I turn off the lare down from the level above Exposed electrical lines and ventilation tubes snake through the building In his chrorand old dilapidated green ar burners Purple santic head
“Never thought I’d be happy to see hiet out of the car
“Will they honor the contract?” Volga asks I check the account Twenty-five million sits in the balance, put there when the operators confiret the rest on delivery
“Don’t know”
“You told the others they would”
“No shit What else would I say?”
I look back into the passenger co under the plastic tarp The anacene is wearing off Hyperion is about to be thrown off its axis The Syndicate is uess what they want But I wish I could see Lionheart’s face when she finds out She pardoned Gold rapists, slavers,the rest of us in the back And she’ll find, as the rest of us have, that she can be touched by this war as well
I should feel driven by righteousness, but instead I feel dirty sitting here with in to include kidnapping children?