She'd sat across from him every day for nearly ten years as they ate their evening meal. His face was mangled by the furies of war. Something he never would talk about. In fact, in all of these years he had never talked about anything too personal. More times than not the only words that he spoke to anyone each day were no more than "Yes, ma'am. No
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The woman kind of reminds me of a softer, less mercenary Scarlett, doing what she had to do in order to take care of her family.
I is so happy D-sama is writing again! *GLOMPITY*
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