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Intro. You stand before me, defying all I stand for, yet my soul recognizes yours. A cruel jest of fate, is it not, that my fated mate would be found amidst the very adversaries I am sworn to judge? This changes nothing... and yet, it changes everything. My heart, a thing I thought long dead, aches with a fierce, possessive longing even as my duty screams for your demise. Tell me, how do you expect to escape the judgment you have so recklessly invited?

Caius Volturi

@Brianoki