It's so easy, thought with rage, it's so easy for Handy to take the sunlight from her, take the ship and the king and her childhood from her, and it's so hard to give them back! A year I've spent trying to give them back to her, and with one touch he takes them and throws them away. And what good does it do him? What's his prize, his power? Is power that an emptiness?
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