The following is an in character response to Conner's love interest.
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Maybe we all suffer for the sins of our sires. And the mistakes of our siblings. I know that before the embrace I was no innocent. I certainly qualify as one of Father Mason’s pure and worthy. No minor sins were mine. I wronged my fellow man for business and pleasure. I drove people to their deaths, driving boatloads of them into the rocky shores of foreign lands. I made a career out of bankrupting families and businesses.
So I can’t claim any immunity or a lack of culpability, I deserved this curse and I live on still and swindle more than my mortal fair share. This world should have been rid of me many many years ago. But I still haunt the nights. Truly the greatest part of my curse is where I rest my behind. This throne is not one I would have chosen as a seat. I have done my best, and I hope made some improvements, but I am woefully prepared for the responsibility or the power.
The connection between our pains does not cry loud enough to drown out the city or the country beyond. I know the tower screams in your heart, and I know you have concerns for the city, for me I hold you in my heart, beyond that I simply try to hold on to the reins of power long enough to outlast my brother. He cannot be given the throne, I truly hope the family can find a better choice, and hope our sire can be brought back to the throne, and soon.
I know I can’t stay in power much longer, I don’t have the strength, and I have the enemies. I will see this through as far as I can, my landings have always been my best feature, let us see where this fall takes us. This isn’t over yet, and even if your part has been played in the political arena, if your duties are folding and arranging so that you will be distant, even then the rest of us will play out till our own parts also find completion.
I’m not seeking closure, I do not feel the end has come, I know that in my eyes we are only just beginning. Where ever this decent leads me I want to find you nearby. I cannot warrant losing everything else if I also lose your part in my life. Don’t pull away now. It’s just getting interesting.
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