[Diarmuid just barely keeps himself from blurting out that of course Kayneth hadn't respected him. Who ordered someone they respected to commit suicide? What he does say, though, is only marginally better.]

I was a...replacement. I was never good enough for him. It didn't matter that I was known for my honor and loyalty. He never trusted me, never cared that my only wish was to serve him, and that is what ultimately led to our downfall. I am pretty sure, though, that he never saw any failing in himself. It was all my doing somehow.

I won't say that maybe I sometimes did things that could be seen as wrong, but how was I to know what was right when he would tell me almost nothing about his plans or wishes?