A good man would have cleaned up, given Ash a drink, and unselfishly listened to everything he needed to say. A good man wouldn’t grab Ash’s still wet shirt and drag him into the bedroom for more. A good man wouldn’t spend the next five hours in rough, filthy embraces without any thought of the ring still on Ash’s finger.
But I already told you at the beginning of the story:
I am not a good man.
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I have to become more than a prince.
I have to become a king myself.
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“You have a son, Ash. With Morgan. His name is Lyr, and he’s fourteen years old. He has green eyes and black hair and a pretty face—he should, shouldn’t he? Since he gets it from both sides, after all.”
😲😲
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I am not a good man.
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When I was twenty-nine, I met a princess.
Her heart was broken, and so was mine. She had a raspberry dress, I had bright blue pants and deck shoes. She had tears and I had a hand to wipe them away. She had something she wanted to give me and I had something I wanted to take.
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I don’t deserve joy or beaches or a New Camelot.
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I serve at the pleasure of the President.
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“You’re beautiful in the moonlight,”
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Someday I’ll see what the great hero gets to enjoy every night.