Kyrr

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don't work as you desire... [As he shrugged, she did too. Mimicking. Playfully, it seemed.] You are still young. They do not expect plans for the future as of yet. Not here, anyway. You have years to become what you desire. Make the most of them.

Every king is the first of his kind. At the very least, if you hold the throne and its power one day, you'll have the say to do as you like. No-one could deny you what you wished... [Hands on hips, she swayed from side to side, giggling almost.] It is an option, if things +

crossed her mind, she still recalled her Wasteland roots. Kahli WAS his majesty's favourite, after all.] Beyond that, a King is defined in no other way. There is no reason you could not be a Jester King.

[She swayed a little, watching him toy with his hair.] The requirements for a ruler and leader of any people is to look after said people. To guide them. Lead them to victory. Ensure they prosper and thrive. [She grinned a little. As much as the idea of becoming Glacian Queen +

desired outcome. Such was the effect of loyalty to him. Though a part of her was still curious if he'd rather pick herself, someone who wasn't even Glacian, to inherit the throne. Or if Rurik still stood a chance.]

That proof should be... very intriguing to observe. [And very unlikely, if she knew him at all.] And what about what YOU want, hmm? How often do you think about that, compared to what His Majesty wishes? [She understands, to a certain degree, that making Ravii pleased was a +

The very Meaning of a soft person holds the dislike of those things. I imagine I will be waiting a long time to see if you are correct. As for His Majesty... it is his own wisdom that guides his choices, this does not mean he is without his own preferences.

Perhaps it was the aversion to death and fighting. You are, like many youths outside the Wasteland, soft. Fearful. Squishy. [She pokes him, grinning to herself.] That is, after all, my reasoning.

Well... It... Sort of? Look at you! It cannot be helped!

Oh! That's older than I thought you were! [She's doing her best not to burst out laughing. Fifteen is NOT adult age, she knows that much.]

Uhhh... How old are you?

No! Well, not as young as six...

You're not?

after all... [She raised a brow, such a vague answer from the draconic one...] Simply know? Been alive for long enough to see many things?

[A scoff. He might think so, given the smirk, though he didn't know ALL things...] I am surprised you didn't notice sooner... [Still, at least she seemed upbeat about it.] For all his anger, Kyrr presumed he'd be more... as they say, frightening? Seems he truly is soft +

where have you observed and heard these things? These things have been discovered during your time in Hyrule, yes?

Soft... [She absent-mindedly fidgeted with her prosthetic hand. The Historian had a point. The Reaper could not make Kyrr feel that which everyone else calls fear. She wouldn't necessarily call him 'soft', but there might be some she would understand having such a view.] From +

Islean Reaper, and Rurik. Many seem drawn to Hyrule for... unknown purposes...