I can not blame her for harboring ill-will towards the former Archbishop. I think, to some extent, we all do. Her reasons are a great deal more personal, of course, but... she's angry with me for... other reasons.

[He shakes his head a little, sighs and coaxes a bloom out of the tangle of roses on the railing to separate it and tuck the fragrant flower into his hair once again.]

I do not regret what I have set in motion but I do not wish to cause her any more emotional turmoil because of it. I fear merely hearing my voice is enough to upset her at this point.