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Moon moves through the castle, from the battlements and parapets to the upper floors.
Down the winding staircase, past the artwork depicting each family member, her bare feet silent as her scarlet skirt sways.
Over the stone floor, through six archways, and into the main dining hall.
Her brother -- sweet Devil -- sits at the table.
Beside him, a tower of cards.
In front of him, a basic spread.
She comes to stand beside him, staring down at the cards, and runs her fingers lightly through his hair.
"Brother-mine," she murmurs. "I am here."
Down the winding staircase, past the artwork depicting each family member, her bare feet silent as her scarlet skirt sways.
Over the stone floor, through six archways, and into the main dining hall.
Her brother -- sweet Devil -- sits at the table.
Beside him, a tower of cards.
In front of him, a basic spread.
She comes to stand beside him, staring down at the cards, and runs her fingers lightly through his hair.
"Brother-mine," she murmurs. "I am here."
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"No. I don't regret it. My wolf... I wouldn't have felt what I feel with him if I still had her. I don't want to trade one for the other."
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It was a defining tenet of his card, after all.
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"Chains can only imprison those who wish to be slaves to themselves. I don't want to be that anymore."
She wants to be herself, free to love and live and laugh as she once did.
"It was a lesson that took me a very long time to learn, brother-mine."
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