They didn't leave me much of a choice. They keep me at arms distance, they keep me in the dark of what is going on, none of the choices made are mine... but, I am expected to listen to the rules and do what I am told. When I am tired of playing according to their rules and want to tell my Royals how I feel and hell breaks loose. That's when I realize I need to leave. I can't be the reason the men I love are hurt or the reason my brothers go to war. I run. If I am alone I can't hurt anyone. At least the consequences I face will be because of my choices, but fuck if it doesn't hurt...I hope I can survive this heartbreak.