People said that he had hunted Christine, but that was a lie. If he hadn’t forced himself into exile from the outside world, he would have been glad to correct it.

In order to be hunted, the prey had to be unwilling; they had to flee in terror. But while Christine may have reviled him, she desired him all the same. The press and the legends and the fairy tales could be content by demonizing him, but in the end, she was as dark as he was.

She was the little lamb longing for a wolf to eat her alive.