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Fourteen years, and he had never been told to come and never been asked why he had, and she had flung it in his face, and he had stood still and silent, and spoken words even the guilty—especially the guilty—would speak.
What man watches another, in sleep and waking, fourteen long years, and every year that they have shared breath?
What newly-married man leaves his lovely bride and trails his brother and his wife through forests?
What prince willingly embraces exile and hardship?
What son, what subject, urges patricide, regicide?
What brother does what only a spouse should?.