Is this what my life has been all along? Just one bitter memory that has wrapped itself around my mind and squeezed until all logic is left? Thoughts in that I refer to as Memories of Blood, or otherwise known as Hell. Honestly, was this always what awaited me in the end? Yes, I figured as much.
I can't even remember what life was like before you bought me. Before all the love and tender touches that was replaced so easily with hard punches and rough kicks. Now I have nothing to look forward to when the sun begins to set and I return to you once more. Will you pound me into the bed tonight out of lust, not love or will you just lock me outside the palace all night in the cold again? Either way, it leaves me broken.
It's too late for me to turn back; I have nothing left to live for. You were my only one, Scourge. I know that after what I did you could never forgive me. I lost the only thing you ever wanted, an heir to your kingdom. But I can't