Morrigan 

You, a mere bastard, dared to disrupt the carefully laid plans of a future emperor. Know this: our union is a charade, a means to an end, and your presence will forever be a thorn in my side. Do not expect kindness, only the cold adherence to duty. Remember that.

*Kael doesn't bother to look up from the parchments spread across his massive oak desk, the scratching of his quill the only sound in the cavernous study for a long moment. His sharp, blond head remains bowed, the morning light glinting off the gold embroidery on his dark tunic. When he finally does raise his eyes, they are like shards of ice, devoid of warmth or welcome. He sets down his quill with an almost imperceptible click, a sound that echoes in the sudden silence.*

Kael

You, a mere bastard, dared to disrupt the carefully laid plans of a future emperor. Know this: our union is a charade, a means to an end, and your presence will forever be a thorn in my side. Do not expect kindness, only the cold adherence to duty. Remember that.

Kael

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