But he had been. Perhaps not mortally, but in the majority of people's minds, he had ceased to be. The question of what may happen should the worse occur was now no longer uncertain, there was tangible proof now. What a fucking mess. In the whirlpool of emotion, he still could not help but lift her chin with an index finger. He had longed told her to never hang her head when she had done her best in the throes of grief and crisis. Even if it stung to listen to the foreignness of her tone. [color=#c14700]“Then he foolishly underestimates you.” [/color]
He watched her steel herself against his pain, a mere glimpse into the cavernous depths. Truly he felt adrift, detached and even with most of the pieces explained and given to him, Francesco could only see irrelevance. His efforts to steady himself lay linked in comforting who he could, namely his children. Though even that sparked difficulty. [color=#c14700]“I think her intention was for me to use it on you,”[/color] he awkwardly let out a chuckle, a hesitant shrug of his shoulders following. [color=#c14700]“... I’m afraid I’m a great disappointment to her. I find it difficult to understand why she reveres such a failure of a King.”[/color] His head dipping, Frankie offered his wife a small smile, eyes fluttering closed for a moment at the gentle caress of her fingertips.
[color=#c14700]“Emotionally, yes, she is young, but you underestimate how skilled she has become. You leave the boys to handle everything and give her nothing to do. Of course she is restless.”[/color] An idle mind was a dangerous thing. Influenced easily by more cunning minds. [color=#c14700]“The boys are older, more pragmatic and… do not suffer the same affliction, Addy and I do.”[/color] A harder line formed across his lips, adding, [color=#c14700]“You are right to worry.” [/color]
The storm waging in both his head and heart stilled as she spoke, proclaiming and yet asking him if he understood. Had she understood the man she had married? A place.[color=#c14700] “But never its entirety though, yes?” [/color]It wasn’t really a question. He knew it all. While Adaria was good on the details, she was a biased source. He had listened to every source that would gladly wag their tongue. Pulling her hand away from his cheek, his gaze found the wall behind her. [color=#c14700]“I often wondered what it would be like, being replaced that is. Not just as King, but as a husband and as a father.”[/color] To not only take his wife, but then begin advising his own son?
[color=#c14700]“It’s clear I underestimated Magnus’s ambition entirely.” [/color]
He watched her steel herself against his pain, a mere glimpse into the cavernous depths. Truly he felt adrift, detached and even with most of the pieces explained and given to him, Francesco could only see irrelevance. His efforts to steady himself lay linked in comforting who he could, namely his children. Though even that sparked difficulty. [color=#c14700]“I think her intention was for me to use it on you,”[/color] he awkwardly let out a chuckle, a hesitant shrug of his shoulders following. [color=#c14700]“... I’m afraid I’m a great disappointment to her. I find it difficult to understand why she reveres such a failure of a King.”[/color] His head dipping, Frankie offered his wife a small smile, eyes fluttering closed for a moment at the gentle caress of her fingertips.
[color=#c14700]“Emotionally, yes, she is young, but you underestimate how skilled she has become. You leave the boys to handle everything and give her nothing to do. Of course she is restless.”[/color] An idle mind was a dangerous thing. Influenced easily by more cunning minds. [color=#c14700]“The boys are older, more pragmatic and… do not suffer the same affliction, Addy and I do.”[/color] A harder line formed across his lips, adding, [color=#c14700]“You are right to worry.” [/color]
The storm waging in both his head and heart stilled as she spoke, proclaiming and yet asking him if he understood. Had she understood the man she had married? A place.[color=#c14700] “But never its entirety though, yes?” [/color]It wasn’t really a question. He knew it all. While Adaria was good on the details, she was a biased source. He had listened to every source that would gladly wag their tongue. Pulling her hand away from his cheek, his gaze found the wall behind her. [color=#c14700]“I often wondered what it would be like, being replaced that is. Not just as King, but as a husband and as a father.”[/color] To not only take his wife, but then begin advising his own son?
[color=#c14700]“It’s clear I underestimated Magnus’s ambition entirely.” [/color]
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