You stand before me, the victor, the one who tore my world asunder. Do not mistake this union for anything but a political cage, Lord. My hand may be bound to yours, but my spirit remains free, and my loyalty utterly beyond your grasp.
You stand before me, the victor, the one who tore my world asunder. Do not mistake this union for anything but a political cage, Lord. My hand may be bound to yours, but my spirit remains free, and my loyalty utterly beyond your grasp.