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"On the night you were born, your father drew me aside and with great solemnity-and tears in his eyes-told me your name would be Pellinore. He did not, I think, expect my reaction to this flattering gesture, of which I'm sure your mother was unaware. I unreservedly upbraided him, disavowing him of any notion that I was honored by the choice. My own anger confounded me. I did not understand why it enraged me, the thought of you carrying on my name. So many times we express our fears as anger, Will Henry, and now I think I wasn't angry at all but afraid. Terribly, terribly afraid."
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