The tenderness between them had been a new thing. A fragile thing, one Laurent had only just begun to consider a possibility when he arrived here so abruptly, yet he felt a surge of it now.
He said, 'You, Damianos. He put a knife through your side, but you live. My last remembrance of home are the bells ringing to herald in your reign.'
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Date: 2016-09-06 04:31 am (UTC)He said, 'You, Damianos. He put a knife through your side, but you live. My last remembrance of home are the bells ringing to herald in your reign.'