Love so joyfully and freely given can never be taken away. It is never truly gone.
I had to cease to mourn what could never be and make the most of what was possible. And I would begin doing that by trying to mend the hurts of the past.
For surely a king is first a man. And so it must follow that a king does as all men do: the best he can.
But no matter what you do to postpone it, the future always shows up at your door.