"I never wanted him to feel the way I had as a child," said Baghra. “So I taught him that he had no equal, that he was destined to bow to no man.
I wanted him to be hard, to be strong. I taught him the lesson my mother and father taught me: to rely on no one. That love - fragile and fickle and raw - was nothing compared to power. He was a brilliant boy. He learned too well.”