without reservation

the forgotten king cannot hide from me. I know all of his forms. I know him when he does not know himself. I am the cosmic witness to him, and to his transformations. I would know him without any of my senses; I would know him on the other side of Annwn; or even of Uile. I know him beyond how he knows himself and I would take him in any form he comes, and if he forgets me I will take him forgetful.