[ To speak of himself and his history in such a mild way is not giving her the whole truth. If she knew, she would not say that he is kind. …Or perhaps by the grace of her heart, she still would. He unsure as to which option is worse: to continue to allow her to call him kind when she knows not all of the blood on his hands, or to reveal more yet still somehow garner her sympathy.
…Yet, surprisingly, she refrains from assuming too much of his past, and instead focuses on their recent encounter, recalling how he had cared for that fae-bear. In life, he had spent so very little time with his queen and child. Only upon his death, confined to the Ring, was he able to see them as time moved on. While under the curse of the fae, he had wanted to do better for both Rinea and that bear… as silly as it had been. ]
A family is a… precious gift. One that in life, I had been unable to properly attend.
[ As these thoughts come and go, Somnus, too, stops in their walk just as they emerge from the promenade of willows. On either side of their path are more green and flowering quads, and after briefly noting their species and color, he looks down at Rinea. ]
What of yourself?
[ He imagines her parents must be proud for having raised such a gracious and noble woman, to say nothing of being betrothed to what would have been the future emperor. ]
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…Yet, surprisingly, she refrains from assuming too much of his past, and instead focuses on their recent encounter, recalling how he had cared for that fae-bear. In life, he had spent so very little time with his queen and child. Only upon his death, confined to the Ring, was he able to see them as time moved on. While under the curse of the fae, he had wanted to do better for both Rinea and that bear… as silly as it had been. ]
A family is a… precious gift. One that in life, I had been unable to properly attend.
[ As these thoughts come and go, Somnus, too, stops in their walk just as they emerge from the promenade of willows. On either side of their path are more green and flowering quads, and after briefly noting their species and color, he looks down at Rinea. ]
What of yourself?
[ He imagines her parents must be proud for having raised such a gracious and noble woman, to say nothing of being betrothed to what would have been the future emperor. ]