love is the twisted curse of all.

to love, you must give, you must bear. to love, you must bleed and suffer. to love, you must learn to forgive. love should be fair, so why could it not?

he gave everything. he listened. he became patient. does he have to be unkind? does he have to be like his mother? and wage war against houses?

why does he have to kill you? why must he forsake your people for the realm? and why is he here, standing by the dragonpit facing the side you belong?

"blackfyre."