The Devil From Deira
"What are you saying?"
"I've made all efforts to reconcile and plead with you to at least hear my side but none of it is working. I am a lap dog here in Deira, not a prince. I thought you understood that. Should I have killed myself instead of ruining Angbotain? If you were in my position, what would you do? Ask yourself that."
"Adrian," she called.
"No," he said. "Please, call me devil, demon, monster or whatever name you feel like if that will help you release your grudges."
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