Roland sat beside his little sister. You are too young to know this, but love cannot grow in rocky soil. It must be planted in a tender heart, cared for with the gentlest of touches, warmed with happiness. and protected from all that might wish to harm it.That sounds like a lot of work, Melisandre said.It is a lot of work. But if it's true love, then it will be the lightest burden you'll ever carry.
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Roland took a moment to reflect on the nature of love while sitting with his young sister, Melisandre. He shared that love, much like a plant, needs the right conditions to thrive; it cannot flourish in harsh environments but requires nurturing and care. The metaphor highlights the importance of a gentle and supportive atmosphere for love to develop. This advice underscores the significance of emotional warmth and protection in any loving relationship.

Melisandre expressed concern about the effort it seems to require, questioning if such emotional labor might be overwhelming. Roland reassured her, emphasizing that while love does demand careful tending, if it is genuine, it becomes a rewarding and light burden. This notion suggests that true love brings joy and fulfillment, transforming what first appears as a heavy responsibility into a source of happiness and strength.

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