[There's no point when Cornelia's about to stage a coup. Again, the words are locked in his throat, a painful lump that Felix forces himself to swallow down as he straddles Dimitri's lap, meeting Dimitri's equally sorrowful gaze.]
...I will.
[It's the most he could do now, given the side he truly belongs to, and always did.]
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...I will.
[It's the most he could do now, given the side he truly belongs to, and always did.]