And you wouldn't be sinking in the mud from your clouded tears.

But nothing. You thought that your forgotten seniority would bolster you through this ordeal? I am no dancing dyrad, regardless of how the Heartfelt one made me move. I am no curvaceous succubus ready to take you in my arms and lock hands with you. I am better than that. In this world, I have little control when I whispered with tears falling from my eyes as I looked at you, remember yourself and remember that you could have had me...but you, your foolishness and greedy oaf, were already holding another's hand. You could have been holding mine.

I had never seen this side of my Prize.