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... h, suffocating darkness of his childhood bedchambers, so large they echoed his breathing.
The darkness of closed eyelids when his tutors droned on about political alliances and the "honor of the house." When he had no choice but to do everything by their rules, follow everything they forced onto him, kill everything they wanted gone...
Darkness, was a blanket he could pull over his head to hide from those gleaming, expectant eyes.
’...!’
What followed the darkness ...
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