1793

"Because you were made perfect through suffering", muses Carl. "Exactly", replies our youthful lord. "But here we have strayed far and away from you, my good Caspar. And I have some things to tell you, my love." "Yes, my Lord", he replies, daring not to turn his head to face him. "When your dark master conceived you and brought you forth some three thousand years ago, it was with the idea of making of you the very pawn to disrupt and eternally corrupt and ruin my plans for the salvation of humankind. You were not born in India as you claim, but five hundred years earlier, in ancient Israel. You were born the bastard offspring of a servant girl in the palace of none other than my very progenitor king David. As you hear my account of your earliest years your memory shall again become fecund and you will recall this. My progenitor, as some might recall from reading the accounts in Samuel and Chronicles, was what is now called bisexual, and in love with the prince of israel, Jonathon. The carnal aspect of their love was never consummated, but My forebear, even after being made king and having at his disposal wives and concubines, he pined unceasingly for his fallen love, Jonathon. He was fifty when he first became aware of you Caspar, and now you are beginning to remember..."