— not even time

"Losing loved ones… it's a pain that cuts deeper than any wound."

"Will time truly heal all wounds, Father?"

He shook his head slowly. "Not all wounds can be healed by anything, not even time."

"Does that mean we have to live with it until the end of our days?" Ragnar muttered to himself, his voice barely audible.

"You still have Anara and Aemon," Valdemar said, his tone firm but with a hint of tenderness. "The responsibility for them will be your best distraction."

"How about Uzana? Will I lose him too?" Ragnar murmured, his voice heavy with despair. "It seems Uzana has lost himself completely."

Valdemar's expression hardened with resolve. "I'll go with you to Newside and bring Uzana back," he said firmly. "I will take care of him here."