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Chapter 62

Author: Amarablack
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A man's greatest fear is not of death, but of being forgotten.

— Niccolò Machiavelli.

LEONARDO(Lucien's father)

So the boy thinks he’s grown enough to bare his teeth at me?

His eyes burned at me that day, but I’ll remind him who taught him fear in the first place.

The room smelled faintly of camphor and old wood polish as Nadira lay beside me, her silence as practiced as mine.

I didn’t hate her. I never had. Hate takes fire, and between us there was only a dull ember that never caught flame.

She gave me children, gave me quiet, gave me a warm body when the night pressed too heavy.

That was enough.

I reached for her. My hands knew the map of her body, but not in the way of lovers—more like a soldier returning to his post.

She didn’t flinch or welcome it and only yielded. She always yielded.

The mattress dipped as I rolled toward her, pressing my chest to her back.

She didn’t move, not away, not closer. Just waiting, like always.

I slid my hand over her hip, pulling the nightdress up a
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