[He admits freely, sounding somewhat perplexed. He knows he's a king, is confident of it, yet...
The confirmation that he is indeed Cidolfus leaves him feeling conflicted, his otherwise limited emotions stirring slightly, as something lightly grips him. Would he name it hurt? No, perhaps an ache, though it feels distant, more a foregone discomfort than anything so immediately painful.
Th question leaves him silent for a moment, contemplating what he knows, but as he thinks on the nature of their supposed closeness, his mind begins to hurt.
How curious.]
Only that I knew you for a time, and there was a departure of some nature. The rest is blank.
[He does not know the nature of their previous closeness, or their relation to each other. If he is a king, would this man be...an advisor? No, he did not seem the type.]
It would seem what scarce fragments of memory we share proves our familiarity. Wanting though it is in detail.
no subject
[He admits freely, sounding somewhat perplexed. He knows he's a king, is confident of it, yet...
The confirmation that he is indeed Cidolfus leaves him feeling conflicted, his otherwise limited emotions stirring slightly, as something lightly grips him. Would he name it hurt? No, perhaps an ache, though it feels distant, more a foregone discomfort than anything so immediately painful.
Th question leaves him silent for a moment, contemplating what he knows, but as he thinks on the nature of their supposed closeness, his mind begins to hurt.
How curious.]
Only that I knew you for a time, and there was a departure of some nature. The rest is blank.
[He does not know the nature of their previous closeness, or their relation to each other. If he is a king, would this man be...an advisor? No, he did not seem the type.]
It would seem what scarce fragments of memory we share proves our familiarity. Wanting though it is in detail.