[ indeed, the only way to balance guilt is with fury, and alhaitham excels at setting alight the flame of kaveh's fury.
kaveh is, after all, a humble prince. lokapala sees her people as equals, and kaveh behaves as such. the servants who once tended to the palace of alcazarzaray, he saw as family. the brothers and sisters of the sun, whose faces and names he keeps close to heart. he has not forgotten how to speak of those of lower rank, because kaveh has never acknowledged such a thing. he has not, either, accepted that he is a slave, for the flame of stubbornness burns much brighter than the one of fury.
kaveh clicks his tongue. the answer is, then, obvious. ]
You are their prince, not I. Your word is of far more importance than mine. What does it matter if I praise them, but you berate their craft? Whose opinion do you think they would take to heart?
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kaveh is, after all, a humble prince. lokapala sees her people as equals, and kaveh behaves as such. the servants who once tended to the palace of alcazarzaray, he saw as family. the brothers and sisters of the sun, whose faces and names he keeps close to heart. he has not forgotten how to speak of those of lower rank, because kaveh has never acknowledged such a thing. he has not, either, accepted that he is a slave, for the flame of stubbornness burns much brighter than the one of fury.
kaveh clicks his tongue. the answer is, then, obvious. ]
You are their prince, not I. Your word is of far more importance than mine. What does it matter if I praise them, but you berate their craft? Whose opinion do you think they would take to heart?