You’re the son of a king and one day you might be a king yourself. Life and death will be your gifts, so learn how to give them, boy.
Instinct is a strange thing. You cannot touch it, feel it, smell it, or hear it, but you must trust it, and that night, as we listened to the slap of the waves and the creak of the oars, I was as certain as I could be that my fears were justified.
He needed to know it, see it, smell it, and survive it. I was training the boy not just to be a warrior, but to be a king.