Abrogail's lips are pressed together bitterly; that it's deliberate doesn't make it any less her true emotion. "I cannot rule like this, Rugatonn! I can hardly think like it! It is stifling to the point that I might as well be a statue myself, for all the good I can do!"
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Abrogail's lips press together bitterly; that it's deliberate doesn't make it any less her true emotion. "I cannot rule like this, Rugatonn! I can hardly think like it! It is stifling to the point that I might as well be a statue myself, for all the good I can do!" |