“What do you want of me?” I asked the king.
“The babe cannot be raised beside Prince Caledon. I cannot do that to the queen.”
He turned to me. I knew what he wanted.
And I wanted to banish him from my study. Berate him for all he had done.
But for all of his faults, he took his vows seriously. That was half his pain.
And it wasn’t the child’s fault.