[Now that's a question he finds himself asking often as he wallows here in both his regret and despair. The old king is silent for a spell, silent as he mulls over his conflicting thoughts.]
I know naught how to think of them. I have no hope of returning to what was, so their offer rings hallow.
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I know naught how to think of them. I have no hope of returning to what was, so their offer rings hallow.