Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

Blind to it? No. Able to believe in it, however...also no. Not fully. Not yet. Not when she was already so prepared for it to end.

She laughed, bitter and hurting, and she wasn't even able to pretend to make it sound light and easy. "Oh my darling," she whispered. "Of the few - very few - relationships that...mattered...to me, not a single one of them ended because they lost their sheen or their luster."

She'd had more lovers than she could count, so many their names and faces tended to blend together. She'd merrily walked through gardens of broken hearts and neither noticed nor cared about her surroundings. She could be as feckless and thoughtless as he'd described, but never once for someone who had engaged her emotions as well as her body.

Those three previous relationships had all ended badly and all of them had been her fault, but never once because she had lost interest.

If it had been so simple, they wouldn't still hurt.

"You ceased to be an entertaining diversion I could leave behind on a whim...months ago. Sweet Serra, I don't know if you ever properly were. I don't know whether this says how little you think of me? Or how little you value yourself."