‘Tell me about it! Since you’re recently a ghost, and not before time, my liege, you now know I’m innocent of those trumped-up charges you brought. Pardon me! You refused in life. Do it now.’
‘Have you been waiting for me to join you in this accursed place to ask that?’
‘I can ask repeatedly for eternity or you can pardon me now and have done. Or will your damned pride stop you admitting you could ever be wrong even now, even here?’
The silence was telling.