There is something in my eye...
'I did it for you,' he said quietly. 'I bought the time, I played the game. For you.' His breathing hitched, came out in a sob. 'I knew I would have to do some things that wouldn't be forgiven. I knew it when you asked me to go to Hayll, but I did it anyway. F-for you. Because I was going to come back to you, and the rest of it wouldn't matter. B-because I was coming back to you. But you sent me there knowing you wouldn't be here when I got back, knowing...' He sank to his knees. 'You said no sacrifices. You made me promise I wouldn't make any sacrifices. But what do you call this, Jaenelle? What do you call this? When I got back, we were going to get m-married...And you left me. Damn you, Jaenelle, I did this for you, and you left me. You left me.'
He collapsed on the grass near the statue, sobbing.
ETA: the stuff in the bad guys' camp and what Daemon had to do - yikes. I don't blame Lucivar not forgiving him (or at least taking a while to do so). Also, there is this bit: "Someone began screaming. A scream full of panic, rage, denial, pain. It wasn't until Lucivar and Saetan grabbed him and held him back that he realized the person who was screaming was himself." Called it! Clearly Ms. Bishop thinks a day without torturing Daemon is a day wasted.
He collapsed on the grass near the statue, sobbing.
ETA: the stuff in the bad guys' camp and what Daemon had to do - yikes. I don't blame Lucivar not forgiving him (or at least taking a while to do so). Also, there is this bit: "Someone began screaming. A scream full of panic, rage, denial, pain. It wasn't until Lucivar and Saetan grabbed him and held him back that he realized the person who was screaming was himself." Called it! Clearly Ms. Bishop thinks a day without torturing Daemon is a day wasted.