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( ☆ ) You are not here for me, that much is certain.
“For once, I beg your forgiveness, the answer is no–I am in the dark, you have not alluded to this visit in the slightest,” Haydée responded plainly, fingers pausing in their harp playing, looking up at him with curious brown eyes. Never before had he hidden his purpose from her to the point where she was unable to come up with the slightest idea of what his intentions were. To an extent, the revelation of her ignorance was somewhat terrifying, but morehurtful than anything else.
“If you do not wish to tell, I will not pry. Do you require my assistance with something?” ( ☆ )
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‘ Oh, but it is, dear Haydee. You have remained unaware of the most pressing reason of all. WHY rescue you from a life of slavery? ’
He remembered that day clearly. The young princess of Janina, clutching her father’s dagger to her chest, reminded him greatly of himself and his determination to survive. Of course, the main reason why he kept her by his side was because of her future role in Fernand de Morcerf’s downfall, but it was something she didn’t need to know.
The Count stood beside her, looking out at the lush landscape, hands clasped behind his back. As the wind blew his hair from his face, he spoke once more.
‘ It is to give you a chance. A chance to ease the wretched emotion in your heart. Your father deserves to have his death AVENGED, does he not? ’