You do care a little for me, I know. . . but nothing to speak of, and you don't love me. I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now. . . and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness.
But I don't want your throne. " "Then what do you want?" "You.