"Oh no, brother," she said. "Please! This is an even worse evil than what you just did to me!"
He called for his valet. "Get rid of this woman. Get her out of my sight! And lock the door after her."
The valet threw her out and locked the door behind her.
Tamar poured ashes on her head, then she ripped the long-sleeved gown, held her head in her hands, and walked away, sobbing as she went.
Her brother Absalom said to her, "Has your brother Amnon had his way with you? Now, my dear sister, let's keep it quiet - a family matter. He is, after all, your brother. Don't take this so hard." Tamar lived in her brother Absalom's home, bitter and desolate.
King David heard the whole story and was enraged,
but he didn't discipline Amnon. David doted on him because he was his firstborn. Absalom quit speaking to Amnon - not a word, whether good or bad - because he hated him for violating his sister Tamar.
Two years went by. One day Absalom threw a sheep-shearing party in Baal Hazor in the vicinity of Ephraim and invited all the king's sons.
He also went to the king and invited him. "Look, I'm throwing a sheep-shearing party. Come, and bring your servants."
But the king said, "No, son - not this time, and not the whole household. We'd just be a burden to you." Absalom pushed, but David wouldn't budge. But he did give him his blessing.
Then Absalom said, "Well, if you won't come, at least let my brother Amnon come."