There it was. That question again. And Caim assumed Mac wanted honesty, though the prince wasn't exactly keen on offering it over. He looked to Mac for a moment or two before he set to work in writing, occasional thoughtful pauses that implied provoked thought and contemplation.
It was not personal. I held no grudge against you or ill-will. Which was true. Almost a little astoundingly true. Mac had not been a part of Caim's plan at all. It was that you had seen me. You had witnessed something that I could not allow you to see. For you would have been the one to have me thrown in here.
Another pause as his head tipped and his eyebrows knit together in vague aggravation, but directly mostly at himself than anything else. My imprisonment would have meant that I could not protect her.
And that's really what it was. He'd had to avoid getting captured for the sake of continuing to guard Ai as he had promised to do. As he had promised her he would do. It would seem justice was served, as in spite of my attempts to prevent this, the wiser man found the crevice that no other could.
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It was not personal. I held no grudge against you or ill-will. Which was true. Almost a little astoundingly true. Mac had not been a part of Caim's plan at all. It was that you had seen me. You had witnessed something that I could not allow you to see. For you would have been the one to have me thrown in here.
Another pause as his head tipped and his eyebrows knit together in vague aggravation, but directly mostly at himself than anything else. My imprisonment would have meant that I could not protect her.
And that's really what it was. He'd had to avoid getting captured for the sake of continuing to guard Ai as he had promised to do. As he had promised her he would do. It would seem justice was served, as in spite of my attempts to prevent this, the wiser man found the crevice that no other could.