lanselos_du_lac

A strange little breathless laugh escapes him, and before he can stop himself he says, "It isn't my love I regret."

As soon as he's said it, he realizes he doesn't quite know what he means. He does not regret loving anyone, any of them. He holds all of that dear, he refuses to relent. He isn't even certain he minds the cost to himself of that love. It's only that--

"I don't want my love to tear everything down. To twist things. I don't... I want to feel I've done right by those that matter to me."