I don't know. I know the circumstances that led to it, at least, but none of the actual details of the event itself. I know that someone was blamed for my death who turned out to be innocent. I know that my death was used as a stepping stone for my bastard half-brother to gain power. I know that my wife follows me into death not long after, leaving our infant son an orphan. All this gives context, but brings me very little satisfaction to know.
[ He isn't sure it's possible to be "satisfied" with one's own death, anyway. ]
I will at least kiss my wife goodbye, and hold my baby boy one last time, before he grows into a man without me.
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All this gives context, but brings me very little satisfaction to know.
[ He isn't sure it's possible to be "satisfied" with one's own death, anyway. ]
I will at least kiss my wife goodbye, and hold my baby boy one last time, before he grows into a man without me.