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Hey, I've never posted a Six Sentence Sunday before, so why not start now?
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(The Goblin Emperor series)
Azhanharad had only just returned from overseeing the execution of one of Amalo's more vicious footpads when the courier brought word that his mother had died. He saw to the remainder of his duties at the Chapterhouse and then fled to the Vedriveise Gambit where he sat for the better part of the night, the letter crumpled in one hand as his tea cooled on the table before him, untouched.
The news was not, strictly speaking, unexpected, nor was it an unalloyed grief. His mother had been failing for years; had not even known who he was the last three seasons he had visited. But his duties in Amalo--to the city and to the Brotherhood--were many, and his visits were thus far less frequent than he would have wished.
Still, he had not been with her in the end and for that he could not forgive himself, no matter how hard he tried to pretend otherwise.
これで以上です。
[Untitled]
(The Goblin Emperor series)
Azhanharad had only just returned from overseeing the execution of one of Amalo's more vicious footpads when the courier brought word that his mother had died. He saw to the remainder of his duties at the Chapterhouse and then fled to the Vedriveise Gambit where he sat for the better part of the night, the letter crumpled in one hand as his tea cooled on the table before him, untouched.
The news was not, strictly speaking, unexpected, nor was it an unalloyed grief. His mother had been failing for years; had not even known who he was the last three seasons he had visited. But his duties in Amalo--to the city and to the Brotherhood--were many, and his visits were thus far less frequent than he would have wished.
Still, he had not been with her in the end and for that he could not forgive himself, no matter how hard he tried to pretend otherwise.
これで以上です。
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