perhaps we can hold this conversation when you learn to talk to with actual words and not thinking with a mind filled with lust. now leave my chambers.
there is no forgiveness to plead for, not greater reason, just a sly fox who in my absence thinks she’s ready to stand above me.
must I remind you who owns you? who cared for you? you ungrateful priest.
drop this nonsense now.
i do not, neither should you. Lover (?) quite a bold word for someone who came in to call me “sow-gun.” Alas, manners must be retaught again, these are insults i refuse to stand idle to, Yae.