"You want me to be your key," Eira said.
"I want you to be asked," said the King. "That is the whole of what I have left to give. Nobody asked Aselle anything for sixty-one years. Nobody asked the other eight. And nobody — " he looked at her steadily " — has asked you a single question since the day you were carried up the east road in a cart, and I am not going to be the last man in your life who tells you what you are for."