#Me when i realise he’s projecting his feelings for Corrin on Kurth: ……… oh :softsmile:

[raijintosworn]

“Of course not, I’m not saying you’re weak or incapable.” Ryoma knows looks can be deceiving. He’s no fool; he’s been betrayed before by what he thought he saw. He won’t burden the boy with his thoughts. Yet as Ryoma looks at Kurthnaga, familiar red eyes look back at him. It makes his heart twist. He can’t explain it, and he won’t - he refuses to think further on it.

If he does, he might note the similarities, the differences, and his own wishes for how things had gone.

“My point, instead, is that wolves are like dogs.” He thinks. “They are natural hunters; they’ll find the stick. It will have your scent on it.” As Ryoma speaks, there’s one puppy with a stick in its mouth, looking rather triumphant. Yes, there is always a winner, and always a loser.

“I see.” He nods. “We do have quite a few princes this year in the Academy, do we not.” It’s not quite a question. “Though, I’ve realised there is only so much you can learn about ruling through books and mock exercises. There’s no true preparation for the crown.” That’s a weight that was too heavy for Ryoma’s head, it seems.

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