it is simply that monsters recognize one another. your troubled mind is no great mystery to one who pays attention.
if you had the courage to appear without your dragon, i would be more than glad to take your other eye— return the favor, you see. but. i. do. not. fear. you.
Poor little thing. Whether you believe me a monster or not is of little consequence to me.
But if you do not refrain from insulting me I shall kill you, just as I did Lucerys.
is that how you convince yourself, uncle? do not trouble yourself denying you are a monster. i do not care.
i did not lie with your son. show me some respect. he is among the most loyal friends i possess— one who respects me, as i respect him in turn. the only whore here is you.
I merely set right an injustice. It was you who had an innocent child murdered in his bed.
Mh. It is of no concern to me whether you spread your legs for my son. If anything, it makes you a whore—just like your mother.
strange as it may seem, for this day and the next few to come, my life shall be one of utter tedium, little sister. yet soon enough i will set forth on my travels, and when i return, i shall bring you the finest of tales.
so i cannot leave. not truly. not while the ties that bind me to you remain stronger than any road that calls my name. if i must stay, then let it be known that i stay not out of duty alone, but out of love.
i have wandered further than i should, spoken more boldly than was wise, and chased horizons that were never truly meant for me. yet through every misstep and every restless thought, it was always you who remained at the center of it all.