One truth doesn't refute another. Truth doesn't lie in the object, but in how we see it.
Michael J. SullivanBeen meddling, have you?โ Royce asked, looking around at the hive of activity. โYou must admit they didnโt have much in the way of a defense plan,โ Hadrian said, pausing to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Royce smiled at him. โYou just canโt help yourself, can you?
Michael J. SullivanYou donโt win battles with hate. Anger and hate can make you brave, make you strong, but they also make you stupid. You end up tripping over your own two feet.
Michael J. SullivanYouโre too visible, Albert,โ Hadrian explained. โCanโt afford to have our favorite noble hauled to some dungeon where they cut off your eyelids or pull off your fingernails until you tell them what weโre up to.โ โBut if they torture me, and I donโt know the plan, how will I save myself?โ โIโm sure theyโll believe you after the fourth nail or so,โ Royce said with a wicked grin.
Michael J. SullivanI need your help.โ Royce looked up as if his head weighed a hundred pounds, his eyes red, his face ashen. He waited. โOne last job,โ Hadrian told him, then added, โI promise.โ โIs it dangerous?โ โVery.โ โIs there a good chance Iโll get killed?โ โOdds are definitely in favor of that.โ Royce nodded, looked down at the scarf in his lap, and replied, โOkay.
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