Two Rivers Isle What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way

Ulrich forced himself to take slow breaths at her command to calm down. She was right, he was acting the fool. No, he murmured. I will not lie again, though telling a painful truth seems cruel. He listened to her as she went on, and the more she spoke, the more his heart sank. So if I do not love you, I must condemn you to a life of pain and unrequited love? A life without a mate or children? How is that fair? Why must you suffer in silence instead of me? How is it any different for me to say I love you if I don't than it is for you to put your love for me away? It is the same sacrifice, in reverse. Let me bear that burden instead of you. I am the one, here, meant to endure pain. I am the one meant to sacrifice, not you. He sighed. You have suffered enough.