Olga Brileva. On the other side of dawn (№ 378660)

I... I was no one, nothing, the boy with the dead hamlets, I wanted to sell into slavery - and Beren took me in because I wanted to be a warrior. The Emperor... He didn't ask if I a high kind, and who I was before we broke bread, and his squire taught me to fight with swords, because I really do not know how! And you say they are arrogant and cold! He cried when I sang on the share of a mortal woman - and you say, they were frozen! Don't talk about things you don't understand!