Rumors! Of a me I left behind. Of a me that wouldn’t go to the bed chamber of the Pagan King, one that would fight it to the death. But here I am now. In the bed chamber, a compromised person. But I am now a man woken up from a long slumber. For I hear my beloved, my true love coming to claim me from this place of concession. He will carry me away. Where, I don’t know. Nor shall I care, because I will be with Him.