History TearJerker / TheKingkillerChronicle

** When Kvothe finally does get the means to escape Tarbean, he goes back to say goodbye to Trapis. The other children see him as a kid in fine clothes rather than a fellow urchin and try to rob him, to his shock, and he begins freaking out that he’s no longer in the only safe refuge he’s had for years. Then Trapis recognises him, not even realising that he’s in new clothes until Kvothe points it out, and Kvothe can hardly believe it, nearly crying in relief. In Kvothe’s words, Trapis doesn’t see the clothes, only the poor children inside them.

** And the following scene in the framing story, when Kvothe goes out to the woods and cries over the awful memory.

** And Trapis, who's basically a heartbreaking moment on two legs. Think about it: He spends every minute, every day, every year on his bare feet in a cold, stone cellar taking care of hundreds of homeless children - lonely, starving, defenseless, broken, hated children - giving them everything he has, which is so little it cannot be measured. Nothing he does can ever make a noticeable difference in the larger picture of the city, and the most he can ever hope for is to see the back of maybe one kid in a hundred who makes it out. Kind of makes you think there's good people in the world.
*** A small moment of heartwarming when Kvothe describes how these homeless children feel about Trapis.

*** To have fun and to not to be framed for the beating.
*** The reason why he was beaten almost to death: He was begging for the first time in a wealthy part of town and a woman who takes pity on him gives him a large amount of money. Immediately, [[MoodWhiplash a city guard sees what happens and chases Kvothe down.]] Not to take the money back, not to discourage begging; the guard gives Kvothe a vicious beating, broken ribs, and leaves him to die from hypothermia just to teach him a lesson: [[CrapsackWorld you're not welcome here.]]

** Auri's presents to Kvothe: a candle she made herself, a kiss on his head, and a bed for him in the Underthing in case he needs a safe place to stay. It goes to show just how much Auri cares for Kvothe.
*** TheSlowRegardOfSilentThings makes this even more HeartwarmingInHindsight. It shows just how hard Auri worked to make those things, and how much she struggled to come up with the idea.

** After their argument, Kvothe is determined to write her a letter explaining the truth behind why he said what he said -about the death of his family and his encounter with the Chandrian.

*** TheSlowRegardForSilentThings makes this even more HeartwarmingInHindsight. It shows just how hard Auri worked to make those things, and how much she struggled to come up with the idea.

* Kvothe's argument with Denna after he first heard the Song of Seven Sorrows. Breaks this troper's heart every time. So true.

--> "I found some empty crates in an alley. I curled up behind them, bruised and weary. I closed my eyes and tried not to remember what it was like to go to sleep warm and full, surrounded by people who loved you. That was the first night of nearly three years I spent in Tarbean."

--> "In return we loved him with a silent ferocity that only animals can match. If anyone had ever raised a hand to Trapis, a hundred howling children would have torn them to bloody scraps in the middle of the street.""

--> "Hours later the blank sheet still stared at me, and I beat my fist against the desk in fury and frustration, striking it so hard my hand bled. That is how heavy a secret can become. It can make blood flow easier than ink."

** After their argument, Kvothe is determined to write her a letter explaining the truth behind why he said what he said -about his family and the Chandrian.

** And Trapis, who's basically a heartbreaking moment on two legs. Think about it: He spends every minute, every day, every year on his bare feet in a cold stone cellar taking care of hundreds of homeless children - lonely, starving, defenseless, broken, hated children - giving them everything he has, which is so little it cannot be measured. Nothing he does can ever make a noticeable difference in the larger picture of the city, and the most he can ever hope for is to see the back of maybe one kid in a hundred who makes it out. Kind of makes you think there's good people in the world.

* The whole sequence after Kvothe kills the fake troupers is god awful. We get to see that one of the girls who has been "raped four times a night" repeatedly has caused her to be driven the next best thing to catatonic. Not to mention Kvothe's own reaction to them killing and impersonating a troupe is heartbreaking, you can just feel the sadness underneath the anger:
-> '''Kvothe''': "You thought you could fool me?" I said, feeling my anger coiling inside me like a spring. "This is my family! How could I not know?"

** And taking a life-threatening beating,then almost dying alone in the snow on the equivalent of Christmas.

** And taking a life-threatening beating,then almost dying alone in the snow on the equivalent of Christmas.