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1 " Kalmar nodded. " I'm sorry, Papa. I wasn't strong enough." " None of us are, lad. Me least of all." Esben smiled and took a rattling breath. " But it's weakness that the Maker turns to strength. Your fur is why you alone loved a dying cloven. You alone in all the world knew my need and ministered to my wounds." Esben pulled Kalmar closer and kissed him on the head. " And in my weakness, I alone know your need. Hear me, son. I loved you when you were born. I loved you when I wept in the Deeps of Throg. I loved you even as you sang the song that broke you. And I love you now in the glory of your humility. You're more fit to be the king than I ever was. Do you understand?" Kalmar shook his head.Esben smiled and shuddered with pain. " A good answer, my boy. Then do you believe that I love you?" " Yes, sir. I believe you." Kalmar buried his face in his father's fur." Remember that in the days to come. Nia, Janner, Leeli - help him to remember. "
