Revenge? What is the meaning of this word? I think I've heard it before, but may be incapable of fully understanding the concept.
I did listen to Leliana's songs. But unfortunately, my templar training will make me feel very guilty over marrying one woman while lusting after another. I would prefer to avoid that guilt by marrying the one I lust over. (Although, Anora does have some gorgeous boobs. No, must not think of the boobies, or I will no longer have will power.) Plus, that way, I could do what I really want and just let Marcus become king. Yes, I know that mages aren't supposed to be king, but it would simplify things in so many ways. Not the least of which is that I'll finally get to follow you around like a puppy dog, while sleeping with you cuddled up in my arms. Don't tell me that you don't want to sleep curled up in my arms. I'm sure you do, because despite your harsh exterior, I truly believe that you are warm and gooey deep down inside. You just need a kind man to love you for who you are, even if who you are is a heartless, bitchy shrew.
Think of our daughter, if you're actually debating whether to stay with me. She needs a good, solid, father figure. One who wouldn't mind holding her and rocking her to sleep, even if she did spit up on him. I'm that kind of father, Morrigan. You know you need me.
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Revenge? What is the meaning of this word? I think I've heard it before, but may be incapable of fully understanding the concept.
I did listen to Leliana's songs. But unfortunately, my templar training will make me feel very guilty over marrying one woman while lusting after another. I would prefer to avoid that guilt by marrying the one I lust over. (Although, Anora does have some gorgeous boobs. No, must not think of the boobies, or I will no longer have will power.) Plus, that way, I could do what I really want and just let Marcus become king. Yes, I know that mages aren't supposed to be king, but it would simplify things in so many ways. Not the least of which is that I'll finally get to follow you around like a puppy dog, while sleeping with you cuddled up in my arms. Don't tell me that you don't want to sleep curled up in my arms. I'm sure you do, because despite your harsh exterior, I truly believe that you are warm and gooey deep down inside. You just need a kind man to love you for who you are, even if who you are is a heartless, bitchy shrew.
Think of our daughter, if you're actually debating whether to stay with me. She needs a good, solid, father figure. One who wouldn't mind holding her and rocking her to sleep, even if she did spit up on him. I'm that kind of father, Morrigan. You know you need me.
Alistair