#((I hope you don't mind that I chose this old horrid King! =>))

[fragmentedlegends]

@sapientiiae You look a bit lost.” The voice is soft, as is her smile, though it still radiates genuine warmth. With her head tipped, she looked the newcomer over before taking a glance around their surroundings. “Can I help you somehow? Are you looking for someone?” (From HW Zelda since I figured she would be easiest to interact with — your choice of muse! )

Stumbling, he was stumbling, his great weight crashing down upon weakening knees flared in pain—damn the years gone by, damn this cursed body that was deteriorating with every passing day, damn the tightness that clutched his chest, damn it all—

Rhoam was leaning against a tall, white pillar when he heard a woman's voice from behind. He turned and it seemed as though the world spun with him, nearly knocking an old man off his feet once more.

"The princess—my daughter—" he tried to explain, but the spinning turned to an intense twisting of his temples that disrupted his thoughts. Rhoam closed his eyes against it. This was not his first war, damn it, it was not his first pain, he would stand, he would fight, he would find her—

"Get to your home," he finally managed through clenched teeth, waving the woman away without so much as a glance to her face. "It is not safe here."