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- Margot's farewell letter
- I see there's no hope for me now. I will soon hear the tramp of booted feet upon the stairs, then fists in armored gauntlets will bang on my door. I admit that I was Iorveth's informer, but I will not divulge the name of my courier. Bernard Loredo is a loathsome hog and I'd hoped someone would slaughter him like the pig he is.
I admit, I wished death upon all the odious specimens that visited the brothel to satiate their lusts, who then returned home to beat their wives and guzzle beer. I hate this place and I'm happy to leave it, though in a way different to what I imagined. You, who read this letter, know that I don't care about Scoia'tael ideals. I just want your death.