"It keeps me out of the way of those that I do not wish to encounter."
She still doesn't look at him. She doesn't really have to, and she always hated the look she saw in his eyes when he bothered to meet her gaze at all. The accusation, the disappointment, for what she was and what she was not. She couldn't face that tonight.
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(I've nowhere to go. My kingdom is long dead.)
"It keeps me out of the way of those that I do not wish to encounter."
She still doesn't look at him. She doesn't really have to, and she always hated the look she saw in his eyes when he bothered to meet her gaze at all. The accusation, the disappointment, for what she was and what she was not. She couldn't face that tonight.