He was his calamity, because of his family, his whole family was executed and became his bodyguard; in order to protect him, he got pregnant alone in prison and gave birth alone, destroying most of his labor; in order to prevent him from being embarrassed, he watched him marry his bride and was framed and kicked out of the house. - But he loved him.
He was his calamity. For him, he disobeyed his mother and accepted the gossip; for him, he gave up his free life and went into battle in armor to fight in bloody battles; for him, he left behind his glory and lived in seclusion in a small town to make a living as a ghostwriter. - But he loved him.
Who can tell who is the calamity of whom, who is the fate of whom?