[i] He laughed, a sad and wry sound, one she never heard often.[/i] "No. He kept no one close, and he tried to kill me over a daughter he didn't even know he had. He held no remorse when he came after me, and even though I didn't want to, I killed him." [i] He presses his hand to the tattooed black and grey rose on his collarbone, the stab wound Chloe had healed when he'd almost died.[/i] "He rammed a sword through my collarbone that should have been poisoned..but it wasn't. His final way of telling me that he could've killed me..but didn't." [i] So in the end, perhaps his master had cared for him. Even if it was a little bit. [/i]