“I bore and accepted many an heir… few survived. Only one became capable of carrying on my mantle.”
He spoke with conviction rather than malice.
“I deserve nothing from her.”
He’s wandering the halls of his confinement, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary.
It’s better than sitting around all night. Hopefully something makes itself known to kill.
seeks dominion over the galaxy, he still aims to restore strength and dignity to the Mawkin. His loyalties are steeped in honor, not kindness.
Shipping is highly selective. He does not seek romance or affection. Any intimacy is viewed through a pragmatic, often cold lens.
likely took me elsewhere.
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