Love, Not Pity. Pity, Not Love

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"Leilyn," Zidane said, and I swallowed, turning to him. My tears blurred my vision of him, but she was standing right there, and no matter how much it hurt, I would forever be on uia aide. No matter how much it hurt to breathe, as long as she was standing right there, I would defend him. I turned away from him, then slowly came between them, my eyes holding Queen Isabella's. "You are someone else's wife," I said, my voice low. "Don't you dare!" "You are talking to someone else's husband! He belongs to me already! How much more? I am prepared to be the only woman he needs. You may know him but I am prepared to learn him now. You may have had him now, but I am prepared to have him forever. You had your chance, and you fumbled it. How about... how about let me have mine, too? How about

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