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“that's  like  saying  money  doesn't  buy  happiness.  it's  something  poor  and  ugly  people  say  to  make  them  feel  better  about  themselves.  you're  neither  now,  so  you  can  drop  this  holier  than  thou  act  already.”  people  are  judged  based  off  of  what  they  look  like.  that's  something  that  he  knows  for  certain.  no  one  approaches  someone  because  of  the  kindness  in  their  heart.  they  won't  know  all  of  that  at  a  first  glance.  “so  now  i'm  also  at  fault  for  not  keeping  track  of  you  like  some  cat  or  dog?  you're  your  own  person.  i'm  not  shocked  that  someone  like  you  snuck  out  of  him  home  every  night.”  again,  he's  exaggerating.  his  blood  boils  a  little  at  the  thought  that  this  affair  was  happening  for  months  right  under  their  nose.  he  should  have  noticed.  he  should  have  paid  more  attention.  although  there's  nothing  that  he  can  do  about  it  now,  it's  already  too  late.  it's  not  like  he  can  seduce  the  prince  away  from  ella.  “everyone  experiences  lost.  it  doesn't  make  your  story  more  different  from  someone  else.  you  clearly  didn't  lose  anything,  but  gained  everything  instead.”  he  knows  that  they  took  a  lot  from  bellamy.  admitting  that  out  loud  is  a  whole  other  thing  though.  he  snickers  a  bit,  still  not  understanding  the  concept.  “we  weren't  all  that  you  ever  wanted.  you  can  fool  everyone  else  by  saying  you  just  wanted  a  loving  home  and  a  family,  but  i  can  see  pass  that  bullshit.”  dru  moves  over  to  lean  against  one  of  the  counters.  he's  going  to  need  the  support  to  get  through  the  rest  of  this  conversation.  ���i  saw  you  every  day  of  my  life,  you  were  the  thorn  that  never  left  my  side.  so  you  had  that.  what  keeps  me  warm  at  night  is  a  fire  or  blanket,  both  can  be  purchased  by  money.  what  makes  me  know  everything  is  going  to  be  fine  is  the  stability  money  can  offer.  do  you  see  where  i'm  going  here?  while  you  say  it's  not  a  transaction,  it  is.  you  both  give  each  other  something  in  return  for  company  and  attention.”  sex,  care,  money,  acceptance.  they  didn't  just  blindly  accept  each  other.  that  much  he's  almost  confident  about.  “so  do  you  look  down  upon  staff?  do  you  think  no  one  can  find  the  real  version  of  themselves  if  their  main  role  in  life  is  to  care  for  others?  if  so,  then  i  sure  do  wonder  what  your  staff  think  about  you.”   

"you  can  invest  your  life  into  being  beautiful,  but  at  the  end  of  the  day  it  won't  matter  because  true  beauty  comes  from  the  heart."  dru's  heart...  well.  he  never  once  thought  his  step-brothers  weren't  beautiful  in  their  own  way,  he  never  thought  they  were  lacking  or  that  they  needed  to  be  different.  all  he'd  ever  wanted  was  for  them  to  like  him.  he  wanted  to  have  a  family.  "you  truly  don't  know,  do  you?"  shaking  his  head  a  little,  he  couldn't  help  a  small,  bitter  laugh.  "it  wasn't  just  one  night.  it  was  months.  kit  and  i  met  in  secret  for  months.  but  you  all  were  too  busy  with  yourselves  to  notice  i  was  gone  time  and  time  again."  had  they  really....  not  known?  maybe  he'd  done  better  at  sneaking  out  than  he  thought.  then  again  he  did  have  the  animals  on  his  side;  the  mice,  bruno  &  the  birds.  "you...  yes,  you're  right.  i  had  a  nice  mother  who  died  right  in  front  of  me  when  i  was  six.  i  had  a  nice  father  who  died  shortly  after  he  brought  you  into  our  home.  i  lost  everything  that  day."  instead  of  catching  him,  they...  used  him,  stole  from  him,  dropped  him  &  left  him  with  his  pain.  "i  was  alone  in  this  world  and  all  i  ever  wanted  you  denied  me."  he  never  even  thought  about  a  husband,  or  a  rich  one  at  that.  he  didn't  care.  his  life,  ironically  ..  had  been  about  survival.  that  was  all.  he  lost  himself  in  that  fight  somewhere  along  the  years,  but  no  more.  "how  could  you  be  so  blind?  all  i  ever  wanted  was  for  you  to  see  me.  you  were  my  family.  the  only  family  i  had  left,  but  you  were  too  busy  hating  me  to  notice."  he  never  understood  why.  "love  is  so  much  more  than  what  someone  can  give  you.  it..  make  you  whole.  it  keeps  your  warm  on  cold  winter  nights,  it's  ..  waking  up  seeing  another  person's  face  and  you  know  that  everything's  going  to  be  just  fine.  love  isn't  a  transaction.  it's  trusting  someone  with  your  heart."  he  couldn't  imagine  life  without  love,  not  anymore.  not  since  he  met  kit.  "oh  please,  you  made  the  choice  to  hate  me.  what  anybody  else  did  doesn't  matter.  this  is  about  you  and  me."  ...pointing  fingers  at  the  greater  evil,  really?  “can  you  blame  me?  i'm  sure  you  do.  i  just  wanted  to  live  my  life  the  way  i  want  to,  do  the  things  i  enjoy  -  not  spend  my  days  cleaning  after  everybody  else's  messes,  i  wanted  breakfast  in  bed  on  sundays  instead  of  getting  degraded  by  those  closest  to  me.  i  just  wanted  to  find  the  ella  inside  me  again  my  mother  told  me  never  to  lose.”

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[princetaled]

"       don't   get   yourself   too   worked   up   on   it,   though,   and   you   surely   don't   need   to   say   more   than   what's   needed.       "                       kit   says,   trying   to   soothe   whatever   needs   soothing   on   the   subject.   he   knew   of   what   happened   to   him,   of   course,   and   he   knows   how   much   he   has   fought   just   to   get   out   of   that   situation.   and   now,   they   have   done   their   best   to   move   past   that.   the   last   thing   he   wanted   was   for   his   beloved   to   share   things   he   didn't   want   to.   and   the   maids   knows   this,   too.        "       just   tell   them   what   you   need   from   them   and   they   will   adjust   what's   needed.   they   only   want   to   make   sure   you're   comfortable.       "

planting   another   kiss   on   bellamy's   hand,   this   time   it   was   softer   and   longer,   as   if   telling   him   he   will   always   be   here   for   him.   because   he   saw   that   look   in   his   eyes   again,   the   one   where   he   doubts   about   his   place   in   this   new   world   of   royalty.        "       and   you   certainly   don't   need   to   be   someone   else   just   because   you're   with   me.   and   if   you   think   you   can   embarrass   me   for   who   you   are   before,   then   i   must   ask   you   forget   that   as   well.       "        yet   another   thing   kit   would   never   allow   to   happen.   he   sooner   give   up   the   throne   than   allow   bellamy   to   be   changed   by   it.        "       courage   and   kindness   is   the   envy   of   many   royals.   you   have   that   in   abundance.   you   don't   need   to   be   anything   else.       "

"        no   rush.   the   invite   is   not   up   until   later   tonight.   we   certainly   still   have   time.       "        he   says,   and   then   he   allowed   himself   to   be   taken   wherever   he   wished.   they   arrived   at   the   church,   and   he   gave   the   priest   a   grateful   bow   of   the   head,   and   then   they   were   walking   again.��  and   as   the   day   continue   to   go   on,   part   of   kit   wishes   he   could   deny   the   invitation   as   well.   they   could   just   continue   doing   this,   like   how   they   did   it   whenever   chance   allowed   them   to   meet   many   years   ago.   no   responsibilities.   just   the   two   of   them.

"       all   because   you   are   nice   to   them   as   well.   you've   always   had   that   pull   about   you   even   before.   remember   when   you   were   the   only   one   who   was   able   to   calm   down   the   tavern   owner   in   town?       "        he   says,   chuckling   at   the   memory.   not   even   his   status   as   a   royal   was   able   to   soothe   the   man.   at   his   question,   he   only   shook   his   head,   and   gave   him   his   softest   smile.        "       i'm   fine.   i'm   already   here   with   you,   and   that's   all   i   could   ask   for.       "

"they  are?  i  didn't  mean  to  upset  them.  i  just  like  knowing  i  can  take  care  of  myself."  little  sigh,  gaze  cast  down  upon  the  items  in  his  possession,  nothing  too  fancy,  but  little  things  that  caught  his  eye  as  he  strolled  through  the  market.  he'd  always  licked  picking  up  the  most  random  things  -  or  rather,  his  father  used  to  whenever  he  left  home  to  travel  for  work.  every  time  he  came  back,  he'd  bring  something  for  him  -  every  single  thing  meant  the  world  to  him.  then  &  now.  picking  them  up  himself  fuddled  with  the  magic  of  it  all  a  little,  but  it  still  made  him  feel  close  to  his  father  again,  even  if  only  for  a  short  while.

"i'll  make  sure  to  explain  when  we  get  back.  i'm  trying  to  let  them  help.  i  suppose  growing  up  helping  my  parents  around  the  house,  taking  over  more  when  my  mother  died..  and  well,  you  know  what  happened  after.  i'll  work  on  it,  promise."  he  wasn't  against  changing.  he  knew  he  should  at  least  some  or  he'd  run  into  issues  down  the  royal  road.  he  struggled  seeing  the  world  like  he  was  supposed  to  as  a  royal  now,  the  black  &  white  messing  with  what  he  thought  was  right,  but  he  would  learn  to  combine  both  views  into  one.  eventually.

he  knew  kit  would  walk  that  path  with  him,  so  when  he  looked  down  a  potentially  bumpy  road,  bellamy  felt  no  fear.  just...  excitement.  he  was  looking  forward  to  spending  the  rest  of  his  life  next  to  this  man.  the  one  who  saved  him  from  the  grasp  of  a  monster  that  blended  in  so  well  with  society  that  nobody  saw  it  coming.  kit,  the  brave  prince  saved  him  from  the  endless  dark  ella  had  found  himself  trapped  in  for  the  past  decade.  but  now  that  he  was  free,  he'd  learn  to  love  life  again.

"oh,  right.  i  must've  forgot.  apologies."  royal  visits  &  the  like  still  constantly  escaped  him,  so  used  to  living  in  this  little  box  of  a  home  with  no  outside  world  to  interrupt  his  daily  routine,  but  now  it  did.  frequently.  "thank  you,  let's  ummm..  finish  this  up  quickly,  okay?  just  a  few  more  stops  and  we'll  be  back  at  the  palace  in  no  time.  or  in  the  carriage.  whichever  we  prefer."  yes,  yes.  be  quick.  with  kit's  hand  still  held  in  his  own,  bellamy  led  them  to  his  first  target,  the  church.  one  of  the  priests  always  had  a  few  books  waiting  for  him,  which  he  accepted  with  glee,  stuffing  all  three  (it  clearly  was  a  good  week)  into  his  bag  before  he  returned  his  attention  to  the  other.  oh,  the  joy  he  brought  him.  just  looking  at  him  was  enough  to  disperse  each  &  every  dark  thought  he  ever  had.

"everybody  in  town  is  really  nice."  well,  except  for  his  step-brother,  but  bellamy  wouldn't  bring  that  up  again.  not  when  he  was  feeling  a  little  like  himself  again.  "let's  keep  going.  wait,  is  there  anything  you  would  like  to  do  before  we  leave?"  ella  had  one  more  trinket  shop  he  wanted  to  check,  but  otherwise  he  would've  just  ..  found  someplace  nice  to  lay  down  &  watch  the  sky  for  a  little  while.  “we've  escaped,  this  is  your  chance  to  be  free.”

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[excaliburwielded]

kingly duties all morning and half of the noon kept arthur busy. the unfortunate truth of an uninvited guest was that it was a disruption of schedules; which the king loathed, preferring the carefree easier-going nature of his youth. but he was king now and had duties and rules to follow. for what it was worth, while he had to make the stranger wait, arthur tried to make his guest comfortable as soon as he was informed of the other's presence by his loyal knight lancelot, ensuring the guest had a room and plenty of food... through extravagance might not have been something that would be welcome.

it was early afternoon when he finally had the time to visit his guest, glad that he didn't have to make the other wait till evening. arthur knocked on the door of the guest chambers and entered only when he was given the go ahead. the king strode in, bowing his head a little. "apologies for the delay, you have caught me on a bad day." he was dressed ruggedly, clothes certainly not befitting of a king, but it was what arthur was most comfortable in. his crown and sword stored safely away in his bedchambers. if one were to spot him in town without knowing his face, one could almost mistake him for just a random commoner. a small warm smile on his features. "i trust my knight and servants have treated you well?"

arthur gave the man on half lying on the bed, half resting against the headboard a once over, studying him. the other was conventionally attractive, if seemingly tired. merlin always warned him of strangers, something he'd also learnt from his days prior to understanding his true heritage. still, he was the picture of poise and courtesy. "i am king arthur. forgive my presumptions, but my knight told me that you do not seem like you belong in this realm and that you were lost. where are you from and who might you be? if you do not mind answering."

@excaliburwielded location: avalon - close to the portal

he  didn't  know  what  he  was  doing  -  he  really  didn't.  he  just  ...knew  one  thing,  he  had  to  get  away.  he  did  that,  but  what  now?  he  was  ...somewhere  he  didn't  recognize  &  truth  be  told,  he  was  already  filled  with  dread  &  regret.  yes,  he  was  ....upset,  he  was  worked  up  &  a  little  lost,  but  running  away  might've  not  been  the  smartest  move.  he  couldn't  just  ...go  back  now.  not  yet.  didn't  help  that  he  didn't  know  what  to  do,  or  how  to  look  his  fiancé  in  the  eyes  again.

so  yes,  maybe  his  rash  decision  to  pack  necessities  for  a  trip  through  one  of  the  portals  hadn't  been  too  bad.  soft  sigh,  eyes  roamed  the  area.  the  landscape  was  beautiful,  so  vast  &  green  -  one  with  nature  it  seemed,  that  he  found  himself  speechless.  the  urge  to  hum  a  tune  nearly  unbearable,  but  he  didn't  really  feel  like  singing  today.  like  most  days.

he'd  wandered  the  area  for  maybe  half  an  hour,  unsure  which  direction  to  go,  but  enjoying  the  sight  regardless,  when  a  man  approached  him.  no,  not  a  man.  a  knight.  littlest  of  smiles,  one  hand  on  the  strap  of  his  heavy  travel  pack  when  the  knight  approached.  he  looked  a  little  on  the  older  side,  dark  hair,  the  darkest  of  eyes,  but  he  felt  friendly.

apparently,  he'd  just  met  a  knight  working  directly  with  the  king  of  this  land.  king  arthur.  a  just  king,  he  was  told  by  sir  lancelot,  escorted  to  the  castle  where  he  was  told  to  wait  for  his  excellence.  bellamy  didn't  mind,  the  wait  gave  him  time  to  explore  the  castle.  but  the  man  who  found  him  a  little  while  after  was  the  same  as  before.

"unfortunately,  the  king  is  busy  for  the  unforeseeable  future,  but  he's  asked  me  to  escort  you  to  your  room.  you  may  stay  as  long  as  you  wish,  your  wishes  shall  be  granted  and  the  king  will  come  see  you  when  he's  able."

it  wasn't  like  ella  had  much  choice  in  the  matter,  did  he  know?  he  was  feeling  a  little  tired  from  the  long  journey  &  the  early  morning  fight,  so  maybe  this  was  for  the  best.  the  room  truly  was  too  much,  but  this  king  he  never  met  ...insisted.  so  here  he  was  -  on  the  bed,  book  in  his  lap,  propped  up  with  a  pillow  against  the  wall  &  headboard,  not  quite  awake  but  also  not  sleeping  either.

the  king?

"come  in,  please."

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verbforverb replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

the scene with emily and angela feels just right. it's a very different feeling than with any other pair of characters. more gentle. less is said than is thought, but it doesn't feel like that's because they're hiding the thoughts from each other, more that they just have a quiet understanding. really lovely.

Thank you! I write, and think of them, as both being very “soft” not as in weak, at all, but they aren’t loud or bombastic or have some need for attention or control, and that can make them harder to write than say, Tracer, who fills every scene she’s in nearly by herself. So I was really self conscious about it, and I’m glad you loved it! 

verbforverb replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

Lena! caring about pharah so much as to annoy her into being distracted but they both know and love each other!

YES SHE IS DOING GREAT BY BEING SO ANNOYING PHARAH FORGETS HER TROUBLES

verbforverb replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

my god pharah and the extended shoedropping analogy, I snorted out loud

Thank you so much I was so proud of that, i made myself laugh. 

verbforverb replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

THANK YOU

paksenarrion-reader replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

LOVED IT AND LOVED THEM

THANK YOU I LOVE THEM TOO

paksenarrion-reader replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

BORDER COLLIE a Scottish sheepdog, bred for obedience and intelligence. I am once again dead at how you pinpoint your characters, and in this case, both Fareeha "Border Collie" Amari and Emily with that glint of wit, holy shit

Thank you so much! I was so happy when i thought of that, because Pharah really is such a nerd with a fixation on work, but loveable all the same, and trying to help, and doing her best. 

paksenarrion-reader replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

there's such a familial feeling in how they speak with each other, if I didn't know prior that this is your first go at their relation, I wouldn't have guessed

Thank you! I only spent the whole time I was writing it freaking out! 

paksenarrion-reader replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

"she refused to settle for a candle when she could have a firework" -- heck!! HECK!!! I LOVE HER!!! WHAT THE HECK!!!!  also the way you illustrated how everyone had taken care of the large things but it took Emily to offer that viscerally important bit of physical comfort that's just... getting at least your hair clean. H E C K. I love her.

SHE IS!!! SO GOOD!!!! ALL THE TIME!!!!

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and then Mercy getting to be the focus of kindness, rather than the universal dispensary, this entire half of it feels like a hot mug of tea left for you to find on the kitchen counter and made just the way you like it

Yes I love that Mercy can be cared for and allowed to just be hurt, I AM GLAD YOU LOVEITTOO

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fucking died at "when did we give you a key" in the meantime, this is high art of comedy, just having Pharah deadpan at the most heartfelt moment

Tracer has been saving this reveal from the time Angela gave her the key, knowing, IN HER SOUL, there would be a time Fareeha Amari needed to be annoyed out of her own thoughts. 

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and behold, the unique ability of a woman, to manipulate.

Mercy: sics Tracer on her wife

Tracer: HEY I BET YOU CAN'T CATCH ME

Emily: don't you trust me?? :(

SOUNDLY OUTMANOUVRED IN HER OWN HOUSE, PHARAH IS.

I’m so glad you loved it, it was SO fun to write. 

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all hail Pharah, Lady of Shoes, She Who Will Hoard Responsibility Like Dragon Gold, holy fuck I laughed so hard and only so hard cause it's so true

I AM SO GLAD EVERYONE RESONATED WITH THIS, I laughed when i wrote it, but it’s sincerely how I see Pharah coping as a lifestyle. NO ONE ELSE CAN BE TRUSTED ONLY FAREEHA AMARI KNOWS HOW TO DO ANYTHING. 

madegeeky replied to your post “Support has Arrived”

This is so sweet and kind and Emily interacting with the other members of Overwatch is my jam. And the other members of Overwatch realizing and/or being reminded that they're never alone now is something I'm so here for. Emily's accent was brilliant; I could hear it perfectly in my head. And I love what a minor and yet major thing hair washing can be and how it's such a loving gesture. This fic is the writing equivalent of a hug and I love it.

Thank you, her accent gives me SUCH agita, I swear, I panic whenever I have to write her talking. I’m so glad you liked it!! 

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Anyway YES I LOVE IT Emily is super sweet and thoughtful and I love that she came up with something so simple but perfect (I know I often feel even grosser for not washing during a long convalescence, and my hair greases up like nothing else), and I love how she and Tracer work together to support their friends, and yes, good.

I always think of Emily as being such a simple sweetness,like strawberry shortcake, but just PERFECT in that, you know? 

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"Instead, she took the shoe out of the hands of whomever might drop it, made herself responsible for the maintenance of all shoes, and refused to delegate much more than whose job it was to turn out the light." oh good you've captured one of my worst tendencies

AHAHAH CAUGHT YOU

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"i'm  flattered  that  you  think  all  of  this  beauty  is  just  naturally  god  given,  but  a  lot  goes  into  looking  this  good.  we  can't  all  have  nice  blond  hair  and  pretty  cheek  bones."  although  his  eyes  are  gorgeous.  dru  doesn't  think  he's  ugly,  not  in  the  slightest,  just  a  different  form  of  beautiful.  almost  haunting.  “i  loved  bossing  you  around.  is  that  what  you  want  to  hear?”  he  admits,  almost  a  little  confused.  if  a  confession  is  what  he  wants,  then  the  younger  man  will  give  it  to  him.  he's  in  desperate  need  of  pr  training  anyway.  “i've  spent  my  whole  life  working  to  get  a  position  like  yours,  busting  my  ass.  you  got  it  all  because  of  one  night.  it's  not  fair.  you  always  just  got  things  handed  to  you.  a  nice  father,  a  rich  husband,  even  the  freaking  mice  love  you.  everyone  loves  you.”  the  jealous  is  seething  out  as  he  tries  his  best  to  control  himself.  he  knows  bellamy  didn't  ask  for  any  of  that.  “then  go  on.  lecture  me  to  death.  what  else  is  there?”  dru  dramatically  rolls  his  eyes  as  he  picks  up  one  of  the  wigs.  he  starts  to  fluff  it  up  a  bit,  needing  something  to  do  so  that  he  doesn't  stare  at  the  other  man.  “so  you  don't  blame  them  for  the  tough  choices  they  had  to  make,  but  here  you  are  pointing  the  finger  at  me?  i  had  one  victim  and  they  had  hundreds.  it  seems  rather  hypocritical  if  you  as  me.”  he  guts  his  chin  out  now,  speaking  like  everything  he's  saying  is  a  matter  of  fact  and  not  just  speculation.  eyes  still  follow  ella's.  “oh  you  had  a  choice  and  you  reveled  in  it.  don't  think  you  did  that  for  my  benefit.  you  couldn't  wait  to  get  away  from  us,  to  be  free.” 

"oh  yeah?  like  what?  how  to  look  pretty?  you've  always  been  good  at  that.  how  to  make  my  life  miserable?  please.  neither  of  you  had  to  worry  about  a  thing  and  you  loved  it.  pushing  me  around,  humiliating  me."  no  more.  the  only  person  who  maybe  did  a  minuscule  of  work  at  all  had  been  maxime.  with  how  much  evil  he  poured  into  his  every-day  life  at  the  tremaine  mansion,  ella  couldn't  help  but  commend  him.  he  knew  what  his  words  did  to  dru,  that  had  been  their  intent.  pity.  "if  your  life's  so  great,  why  the  spite  towards  me?"  ella  grinned  just  a  little.  he  knew  why.  it  must  kill  him  to  work  for  his  keep,  compared  to  the  life  he  led  before  &  even  though  bellamy  knew  it  was  wrong  to  feel  the  way  he  did,  it  ...  pleased  him.  "never  said  nobody's  gonna  love  you,  but  being  loved  is  just  a  fragment  of  it  all."  again,  something  his  brother  would  never  understand,  he  felt.  unfortunately  for  dru.  he  knew  it  wasn't  his  brother's  fault  -  it  was  his  upbringing,  the  lessons  he  was  taught  while  growing  up.  it  wasn't  his  fault.  but  ella  couldn't  help  his  anger  regardless.  who  ever  said  bellamy  did  it  all  out  of  free  will?  "what  they  do,  or  did,  doesn't  concern  me.  i'm  sure  the  king  had  to  make  difficult  decisions  in  the  past.  i  don't  blame  them  for  it."  it  was  a  difference,  war  happened,  but  it  wasn't  comparable  to  what  maxime  &  his  sons  did  to  him.  soft  sigh,  he  pulled  his  hand  away  &  looked  at  it  for  a  moment.  glance  cast  down  before  it  found  dru's  again  eventually.  "i  did.  i  had  no  choice.  words  don't  mean  anything  to  you.  how  else  will  you  learn  if  not  through  lessons  taught?"