[He stares at the scroll for a long time, his lips pressed together. He had not expected that to have such a thing said to him, even in letters on paper, would be hard -- would make his stomach tense and his throat close.]
When I was a boy, that was my wish. I thank you for your own kindness, and share your sympathies.
What little I have been told of you -- you have tried to be a good mother to your children.
[You have tried to give one of them a throne, and it will be the end of him.]
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When I was a boy, that was my wish. I thank you for your own kindness, and share your sympathies.
What little I have been told of you -- you have tried to be a good mother to your children.
[You have tried to give one of them a throne, and it will be the end of him.]