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"You don't really have anything at all."
It was one of the last things she'd said to him before he was left with a fully furnished palace teeming with faithful servants, overflowing with wine and every pleasure one could imagine. He finally, finally had everything he could've only dreamed of as a pathetic, sniveling spawn, yet...
The halls, despite the plush chairs and billowing curtains, only echoed memories. Not of his days as a slave for Cazador, but of the gentle melodies she once played on her violin, of her carefree laugher and a grin both charming and downright goofy. And --
"You don't really have anything at all."
Godsdamn her, she had never been more right.
Or, Astarion slowly breaks down after Tav (in this case, Rain) leaves him.
(Tags will be updated in future chapters. Fair warning, it gets pretty dark because I mean...ascended vampire man. And tragic character backstory. YEEHAW)