@scarlaw asked: “Fuck you, then. Keep your secrets.”
𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒇 , the horrors he has witnessed and comitted . the men he has killed and the families that he tore apart . & how very awful it was to consider that lands once said were promised to them were now stained in the blood of innocents . he draws a sharp breath at his nephew’s insult . 𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩 , and robert ? well , he is uniquely quiet now . there is a deep crevice between his brows , a frown forged of years . there is a darkness in his eyes that , truthfully , even he himself fears . when he finally replies his words are sharp and tactless , cruelly spoken .
❝ should i ask you to tell me how it felt to run through a man ? how it felt when the deed was done and his blood covered your hands and face ? i should think not . some secrets ... they are supposed to be kept in the heart . ❞
