Every lie I told myself
I'm flawed in every way
Is there something they could love in me
Enough to make them stay?
I'm so misunderstood these days
I think I lost my way
No getting back the love I gave
It's the price I had to pay
Usually, the first time I go to a new house, face to face with people I barely know, I feel an immense loneliness, I saw myself reflected in the glass of the large terrace window whille black ploom spread over the ral-kounded night panorama, I was tied by blood to no creature in this world, I could go snywhere, do anything. It was dizzyling.
“Spend a year in Endovier, Rolfe, and you quickly learn how to play a
different sort of game.”
“I told you”—Rolfe seethed with quiet venom—“that you’d one day
“We’re done being squashed by the House of Morgan and their goldsoaked nobles,” Brados says, “while we starve. We’re taking power for
ourselves.”
At my side, Malleus draws his sword. “Just