Mouth tightening, Salazar shoves away all thought of the bruise-bright hurt that rose in Godric’s eyes at his words, just as sharp as it was fifty years ago. He doesn’t have the luxury to think of such things, not if he wishes to succeed, and he must, because there's simply no other option. Salazar is willing to do practically anything to triumph. Not for himself alone—that would inspire a bare fraction of this horrible, seething desperation.

But for Godric?

Oh, but there is absolutely nothing he would not do for Godric.

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