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“Why then did you not protect me?” the queen continued. “Onnen took me by the head and held me in the fountain. She nearly drowned me. She tried desperately to kill me. If it weren't for Enhinti's screams, no one would have know to come and save me.”
“You cannot blame Onnen–”
“Who shall I blame then, Da?” she whispered choking on her own words. “I was seven years old. My mam had just abandoned me. I needed my da. I needed you. But you did nothing. You let her stay in the castle as if she had done nothing wrong. You knew that she had tried to murder me and yet you allowed her to remain, seeing both I and my small sister every day.”
Camuir shook his head, sadly. “Onnen was not herself.”
“But you were, Da,” the queen mused. “You were yourself. The same as you have always been. Careless. An inept king, a feckless husband, and an incompetent father.”
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“Why then did you not protect me?” the queen continued. “Onnen took me by the head and held me in the fountain. She nearly drowned me. She tried desperately to kill me. If it weren't for Enhinti's screams, no one would have know to come and save me.”
“You cannot blame Onnen–”
“Who shall I blame then, Da?” she whispered choking on her own words. “I was seven years old. My mam had just abandoned me. I needed my da. I needed you. But you did nothing. You let her stay in the castle as if she had done nothing wrong. You knew that she had tried to murder me and yet you allowed her to remain, seeing both I and my small sister every day.”
Camuir shook his head, sadly. “You must be more understanding toward Onnen, Elen. Her baby was stolen from her. You do not know what it is to lose a child. Onnen could not think aright. She was grieving and not herself.”
“But you were, Da,” the queen mused. “You were yourself. The same as you have always been. Careless. An inept king, a feckless husband, and an incompetent father.”
Here is with more:
“Why then did you not protect me?” the queen continued. “Onnen took me by the head and held me in the fountain. She nearly drowned me. She tried desperately to kill me. If it weren't for Enhinti's screams, no one would have know to come and save me.”
“You cannot blame Onnen–”
“Who shall I blame then, Da?” she whispered choking on her own words. “I was seven years old. My mam had just abandoned me. I needed my da. I needed you. But you did nothing. You let her stay in the castle as if she had done nothing wrong. You knew that she had tried to murder me and yet you allowed her to remain, seeing both I and my small sister every day.”
Camuir shook his head, sadly. “You must be more understanding toward Onnen, Elen. Your mother stole the baby from her. You do not know what it is to lose a child. Onnen could not think aright. She was grieving and not herself.”
“But you were, Da,” the queen mused. “You were yourself. The same as you have always been. Careless. An inept king, a feckless husband, and an incompetent father.”
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