Patch

     I hate nobleman. Especially fake ones. But he's the worst. Now Periwinkle is dead, and the coin they killed her with is in his pocket. I hate him. I wish he was dead, I really do. But at least he's helpful. At least he taught me things, how to survive, how to make sure you don't get hurt in a world of ballgowns and informants like him. Give them a scrap of information and you're dead in an alley, without a thing to mark your grave or a friend to mourn you. If I ever see him again...
     But I know why he did it. I might have done it. The coin he got afterwards... But Periwinkle trusted him, loved him, and now she's dead, and lost to a fat old coot who wouldn't bother trying. Better to buy. If this is what happens, if this is the result of love, I swear I'll never love anyone. I'm already finding it hard to trust. Might as well cross romance off the list as all.
     I hate him for what he did to her. And I hate myself for hoping, when it's obvious I'll only get hurt.
     I swear I'll never love.


So much for promises.