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I've not been a good father. I know this. Ever since her mother died I've held her at arm's length. I make sure she's safe, that she has food and warmth. But I never speak to her. She does not even know we're related.
I don't know if this way's better.
I suspect these are my last words. I feel life escaping me. Maybe it's for the best this happened. Maybe I should fade away, forgotten. I'm vain enough to hope I won't.
If anyone should find this, please tell my people I fought bravely. I know they can find a new home and make it better than this. And tell Roselle her father loved her.