#not me over here like “ah yes... sprinkle some praise into any question and you've got him-”

[magnifiico]

❝ What's your wish? ❞

It's such a simple question, and yet, Leon is stunned he took so long to think of it. He's overwhelmed, he supposes; there's so many new sights and sounds and experiences to take in here, and there's only so much his multitasking can manage at once.

❝ I've heard it said that you grant the kingdom's - and that's admirable, truly! I'm sure Rosas is very grateful for your generosity. But have you granted your own? ❞

@danderosa || welcomes this lovely boy into our arms ;v;

“Oh my. That might be a new record, actually.”

For as stunned as the prince may be toward his own delayed inquiry, King Magnifico has half a mind to begin timing this sort of thing: just how long it takes someone in his company to broach that burning question. And certainly—yes!—it's admittedly a valid curiosity, far from a point of interest to be at all peeved about (honestly, he's impressed by those who choose not to ask), but the expectation breeds an almost... bitter amusement.

Something, however, the king is well-practiced to not show. As he turns then to face his guest, his smile is benign. His posture remains relaxed. Patience swaths every inch of his demeanor, and he breathes out a fluttery laugh before saying more.

“The, ah... Well.” He hesitates, contemplating the most efficient method of explaining. “Perfecting the magic of wish-granting was a long and arduous process. By the time I had mastered it, any wish of mine was beside the point. That is to say...” A shrug rolls through his shoulders. “I wanted nothing more than to provide hope for my people; that has been my guiding principle and desire for as long as I can remember, and while Rosas prospers... I suppose—for the sake of this line of inquiry—that'd make the wish 'granted,' in its own way.”