#thisisangsty

They don’t get it.

They really don’t get it.

How could they ever understand him? He wanted to just let everything gush out surrounding the deaths of his late brother and sister-in-law. Of how he felt alone because of all that happened. How it was so right to destroy the man who destroyed his family.

But they don’t get it. They wouldn’t get it.

Every time Count Arganan looked at his niece, he couldn’t help but think of her mother. She looked so much like her, pretty silver hair and all. The way she walked, the way she spoke...even her determination to go outside the castle all the time reminded Arganan of Calista’s mother. She’d been so kind and gentle—just like how Calista was.

And all the Count did to his niece was hurt her, ever since Calista’s parents died. He wanted to stop hurting her, he really did, but he sometimes just couldn’t get himself to stop, and the urge for power took over him more often than the urge to maintain good relations with his niece. He knew it was his fault that their relationship was full of holes. It was mostly his fault, really, and he wasn’t sure how to repair it.