LOREN
”I wasn’t there, but I was a noble, someone with power, and I did help perpetuate the system that allowed it to happen. That much, at least, I controlled. So yes. I am sorry.” Loren had been thinking a lot about this after Remi had rightfully pointed out that, as much as the summoner had suffered, as a duke the Launceleyn was also complicit in the suffering of others. So blame was indeed due, at least in part. ”Good. Not that it happened, obviously, but that you grew from it. And keep being wary.” Of the summoner especially, and his penchant for hurting anyone that tried to get close. Of whatever small amount of status that he might still have left, though he’d no doubt squander it before too long.Phoebe was wrong, both to tell him that he shouldn’t have said sorry and that his feelings had any worth. After all, after abandoning everyone and everything—becoming Abandoned in truth as well as name—he knew how little his own emotions mattered compared to everyone that he hurt. It wasn’t exactly something he wanted to talk about with her so he just shrugged in response. ”I remember.” Too bad there was no one here to help; she was blighted and he was a cursed monster and it didn’t seem there would be much help for either of them.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
