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It was because of love that The Fool could just walk away and leave. Not to say that he felt no pain or regret as he did so, but the love he felt out-weighed those things like a horse would out-weigh a mouse on the scales.
For years as he attempted to let Fitz live a life entirely his own in peace, uneventful, he carved out a kind of life for himself. A new name, a new profession; a court Fool had no place in Bingtown, and had become rather outdated in the Duchies also, once Shrewd had died. A new catalyst, he told himself, for Fitz would bring about no changes in such a place as he had never been or believed there to be. The Fool would find out one day that he was wrong in this assumption, but still, people of influence were there to be influenced, and that was his specialty.
For years more The Fool would wonder when their lives would intersect again, would experience events that could have stolen his life had he not clung so firmly to fate and laughed against the wind, 'it is not yet my time!' Time would tell, and he would know when that time was right.
To slip out of a newly made life is almost as easy as slipping into it. Like a set of clothes that never truly fitted, you are relieved to discard. Though after wearing them for long enough, you might have become attached, as ill-fitting as they were. The Fool promised to keep in contact, and hardened his heart to goodbyes, knowing he would soon see Fitz again.
For love he had left Fitz in peace; for love he would return. And for love, he would pray that in the end, all would be forgiven.
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The most marvellous part of him, the most truly wonderful thing about him, is that he doesn't realise the amazingness of what he does. To Fitz, life is simply one decision after another; decisions have to be made, and he will make them. The Fool wishes he could show Fitz how many people around him are inching their way through life one tiny step at a time, not making any decisions at all. Not wishing to influence that which is around them in any way, positive or negative.
Fitz has seen life through many eyes; child, Bastard, Catalyst, Wolf-brother, Skill-user, nephew to the King-In-Waiting, grandson to the King. Enemy of the Pretender, Old-Blood. He may not understand facets the way The Fool knows is necessary, but each aspect of himself has made decisions in the past and set the wheels in motion. And he simply does not know what a feat this is; more superb than any tumbling trick or witty remark the Fool, or Lord Golden, has ever made in Buckkeep's court.
For all that Fitz has done and said, for all that he is and stands for, The Fool loves him for the courage he has to make changes; never knowing how special or different he is from any other man that he is able to do so.
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