Do you know how frustrating it is to finally have the man who could ruin your plans at your mercy but you're not allowed to kill him?
Not because of public opinion, or because you're incapable of it, but because of prophecy?
Every soothsayer that had foreseen this moment said the exact same thing. I could only hurt him for one second, and that he'd be left alone for the rest of his long, natural life.
It was so frustrating, I almost didn't realise that I could send him one second into the future, permanently.
I presume he's still there.