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Hal Yorke was involved tagentially (needstheroutine) wrote in wariscoming,

"Don't. Don't you dare. You are that strong. You are brave, and wisest of any of us and so very kind to those that need it. You are a good woman Alexandra Miller and I am only sorry you gave your heart to someone so dammed weak." It had been the same with Sylvie. Anyone he'd tried with, anyone he'd thought maybe this time it would be different. Leo had only managed him by locking him away from the world, being ready for whatever would come but losing out in the end to old age.

Her hand moved closer and Hal watched curiously, she couldn't do it. Not quite yet and he understood that, but the slight movement of her hand indicated that maybe there was a chance.

"He didn't. He doesn't see you as I do. He misses out on the brave, kind, wonderful woman that you are and saw only that you loved me. That you were a risk to him. He'd wanted to break you most of all I think. So dammed convinced he could put his plans into motion. And maybe if not for you, he could have."

And of course hell, hell had its part to play. The cage, the horrors even Lord Harry couldn't handle. He'd left them for Hal. Once again cleaning up the messes, waking up in the world the other had created.

"He knew I love you. And that you see, was the danger."