On the words of three ravens, he was ready to die again. He didn’t question why, and his job wasn’t about asking why, but rather to have all the right answers to his master’s questions. His job was about saying “Yes”, and hiding his “Yes” in his “No” so cleverly that his needs became one with his master’s needs.
No one knows what or why he did what he did until he’s done and dead, but even beyond the grave, his faith still lingered.
He was loved more in death; loved more than his master’s children that he can see even with sightless eyes. When it comes to him, all exceptions are taken, not because of the story, but because he was more than who he was supposed to be.