“My tongue learned me. Pity yours didn’t learn to be quiet.”
Source: Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master
“My tongue learned me. Pity yours didn’t learn to be quiet.”
“Stupid or no, Father, you’re dead – and I’m not.”
“Like a bastard child of a royal house, we’re hidden from public view.”
“Pity is her latest tool and she’s honed it to a fine edge.”