He expected that everything and everybody should revolve around him and do exactly what he wished without their having any personal thoughts or feelings of their own.
She had only to look at the King to know that he was exactly the same.
It would be no use talking to him, no use trying to make him understand anybody else’s opinion or point of view but his own.
‘I could not bear it!’ Tora cried silently.
She knew that she would fight against marrying him, even if it meant running away as the King’s son had run away because quite obviously he could not endure such a life.
Then, as she was certain that she would never make the King understand anything she thought or felt, she knew that it would be the same with her father.
‘Papa will never listen to me,’ she told herself.
She wondered
