It is a measure of a man, my wife, how he cheats in cards. And it is a measure of a man, any man, be he married to a pub wench or a princess, how he cares for his bride. I am a Drakkar. My measure is different than any man’s and there are many facets to that, but one of them explains why I turn away without a thought from those whose lifeblood seeps into the snow. Those who moved with intent to harm my bride. And I won’t think of them, ever.
