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He was going out, on his own. Forever. He was sick of the other's careless actions, saying he was invincible, immortal, before getting a bone broken or suffering a near-fatal illness. Then he'd be so dependent on him, and be nice—before he was mean again. If he held out his temporary authority too long, he'd get whipped, branded and carved into all over again. Then he'd cry, and get scolded all over again. It was an endless cycle that he was sorry that he couldn't get out of sooner. However the pain and the fear that was enforced distracted him from even contemplating the idea of escaping his grip. It was easier to except that he'd always

Collin wouldn't say he had a hard life. No, it was just sad around some parts, but otherwise it was normal. He was happy about this, since he'd rather have what he got, and not what some other poor man had. He was born in a port city in France, bordering Spain. Nobility from that country visited his father often, so he got to learn a little bit of their language and their culture. He loved it when they visited, especially if they gave him exotic gifts from across the border. Once, when he was five, this one man came to talk with his father, and he brought a lady and a baby with him. While he and his father talked in the study he hung out wi