I was of unrefuted lineage, knowing me was never simple. Is this why the endless nights, weary of your presence, anticipated the dawn's release? Drawing your gleaming sword might blind me, but nothing more. You shared truth at your whim, dismissing honor as folly. The respect I held has vanished as I await the ultimate betrayal to bear witness. Your hours stretched into my days and finally years, consuming my existence. When nothing else mattered, I kissed your hand, and with a bowed head, I called you master.