It seems, though a slave and captive of lecherous old men, the oracle's words could set fire to all that I love.

So that is why my king loses sleep and is forced from the warmth of his bed? There's only one woman's words that should affect the mood of my husband. Those are mine.

Then what must a king do to save his world, when the very laws he has sworn to protect force him to do nothing?

It is not a question of what a Spartan citizen should do, nor a husband, nor a king. Instead, ask yourself, my dearest love, what should a free man do?