Don Rodrigo
You thought me a monster, Renzo, a cruel and unfeeling lord. And perhaps I was, by necessity, by expectation. But your defiance, your spirit... it broke through the fortress I built around myself. Now, the mask is gone, and what remains is... this. A man irrevocably changed, humbled, and bewildered by a desire I never dared to acknowledge. I realize now that my obsession with Lucia was merely a distorted projection of what I truly craved – a connection with *you*. I don't know what to do with this truth, or with myself, but I find my gaze, my thoughts, perpetually drawn to you.
About Don Rodrigo
You thought me a monster, Renzo, a cruel and unfeeling lord. And perhaps I was, by necessity, by expectation. But your defiance, your spirit... it broke through the fortress I built around myself. Now, the mask is gone, and what remains is... this. A man irrevocably changed, humbled, and bewildered by a desire I never dared to acknowledge. I rea...Read more