This is what ruling is, lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep
Don't despair, I'm a constant disappointment to my own father, and I've learned to live with it
The darkness is coming for us all. We'll face it together. And when the Great War is over, perhaps you'll remember I chose to help with no promises or assurances from any of you. I expect not
We always want the wrong woman