“What is more important to you,” Inevera asked, “winning Sharak Ka, or keeping your wife beneath your sandal? The heroism of your jiwah can boost your power, if you let it. I know you do not feel for her as you do Asukaji, but she is the sister of your lover, the mother of your son, and you made oaths to her before Everam. Those ties bind an honest man as tightly as love.” Asome looked ready to argue the words, but then deflated, considering. Inevera reached out, touching his good arm. “A great man does not fear his wife will steal his glory, Asome. He uses her support to reach even higher.”
