“We spoke once,” Dalinar said, “of a leader forced to either hang an innocent man or free three murderers.” “I remember.” “How does one live after making a decision like that? Particularly if you eventually discover you made the wrong choice?” “This is the sacrifice, isn’t it?” Taravangian said softly. “Someone must bear the responsibility. Someone must be dragged down by it, ruined by it. Someone must stain their soul so others may live.”
