She's a very kind and strong person, more than I know how to express. We met as children, when she brought to the palace as a playmate for some time. Back then, she was the first and only person to defend me from my brothers, even though she had nothing to gain from it.
[... it's a little embarrassing to say, but—]
Truthfully, if there is anything good to say about me, it's because I've spent the past years trying to mimic her—to borrow her strength and be half the person she is. I owe much to her.
"People learn by being around each other. A minor example would be how close friends usually start adopting each other's speech mannerisms. It's nice to have someone that you admire... as long as you don't put them on a pedestal."
We spent much of our reunion arguing, so hopefully we're past that stage. [said in a fond tone, though his expression then takes on a more solemn notch.] ... More than anything, now that she's the one in need of help, I want to be able to repay what she's done for me.
[Though I failed to become someone she could have faith in.]
he sighs, as flickers of thoughts go through his mind, voices of other people. "He was the only one shooed away at the door." "She's naturally going to trust us far more."]
There's an enemy we're dealing with in secret, where a crucial part of our plan was for me to give an imperial decree—a speech to the public. It was imperative that we do this before the enemy acted, or else it would be meaningless. And as the prince, I was the only one who could do it.
Unfortunately, I was stabbed by an assassin, most likely sent by my brother who didn't care for the attention that this event was receiving. [these things happen...] It wasn't a life-threatening wound, however, so I declared my intention to proceed with the speech in three days, as time was of essence. She was against it.
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I know she meant no malice by it, and that she was simply concerned for me. But I wish she had believed in me, and I know that if it had been any of the others in my situation, she would've accepted their decision from the beginning. It's just me that she couldn't...
[ Hien is quiet. He gets where Lucien is coming from, but... ]
"... Have you considered how it would look to the public if you had to give that speech while being injured? I'm assuming you had to give one out for political reasons."
Hien isn't satisfied, but for now, he will take Lucien out of Bostco's so that he can get him to a proper resting spot so that he doesn't look like he'll COLLAPSE.
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"... Can you tell me a bit about her? From what you know of her instead of what we went through back there."
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She's a very kind and strong person, more than I know how to express. We met as children, when she brought to the palace as a playmate for some time. Back then, she was the first and only person to defend me from my brothers, even though she had nothing to gain from it.
[... it's a little embarrassing to say, but—]
Truthfully, if there is anything good to say about me, it's because I've spent the past years trying to mimic her—to borrow her strength and be half the person she is. I owe much to her.
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We spent much of our reunion arguing, so hopefully we're past that stage. [said in a fond tone, though his expression then takes on a more solemn notch.] ... More than anything, now that she's the one in need of help, I want to be able to repay what she's done for me.
[Though I failed to become someone she could have faith in.]
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Hien leans in to "bite" Lucien's cheek with his lips covering his teeth. It only lasts a second. Hmph. ]
"Did she tell you that?"
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Hien—!? [NO BITEY] ... She did not say it directly, but actions speak louder than words at times.
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"Okay, then. What did she do?"
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he sighs, as flickers of thoughts go through his mind, voices of other people. "He was the only one shooed away at the door." "She's naturally going to trust us far more."]
There's an enemy we're dealing with in secret, where a crucial part of our plan was for me to give an imperial decree—a speech to the public. It was imperative that we do this before the enemy acted, or else it would be meaningless. And as the prince, I was the only one who could do it.
Unfortunately, I was stabbed by an assassin, most likely sent by my brother who didn't care for the attention that this event was receiving. [these things happen...] It wasn't a life-threatening wound, however, so I declared my intention to proceed with the speech in three days, as time was of essence. She was against it.
[...]
I know she meant no malice by it, and that she was simply concerned for me. But I wish she had believed in me, and I know that if it had been any of the others in my situation, she would've accepted their decision from the beginning. It's just me that she couldn't...
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"... Have you considered how it would look to the public if you had to give that speech while being injured? I'm assuming you had to give one out for political reasons."
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[ Now THAT would be interesting. ]
"... There were many times when you wanted me to stop what I was doing back there, because I looked grievously injured, right?"
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[...]
I know what you're trying to say. It is... a little different with her—our relationship was already complicated even before this.
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[ He's still carrying Lucien in his bridal carry. ]
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Huh? Ah, I meant her and me—not you. I don't think we're complicated...?
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"Good, but a little communication goes a long way... I hope it'll help."
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... There are some things that talking it out may not be able to change, but I hope so as well.
[If not me, then another me.]
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Hien isn't satisfied, but for now, he will take Lucien out of Bostco's so that he can get him to a proper resting spot so that he doesn't look like he'll COLLAPSE.
frees u ]