"It was hell." Dane says simply.
"Where I am from, a percentage of humanity gave themselves over to worshipping Daemons and gaining power from them. Reborn, these beings called themselves The Chosen and oppressed the rest of humanity. I might have remained a slave for all of my days had my future wife not rescued me. She taught me, healed me, and showed me how to fight the monsters that oppressed my people.
In time, she showed me how to love as well." Dane says, his thoughts turning to Sersi. The ache in his chest became acute again and he had to bottle those feelings and push them down so that the pain wouldn't devour him whole.
"I do not know anything but fighting, Sarah. I have never known true peace. In that, I envy you somewhat. Elements of our lives are similar, however, so I know you know what it means to fight against those who would rather see you dead than free." he tells her.
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