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Lady Star Whisper
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With my words his expression turns confident and proud, as I had always imagined him. I am slightly startled at how much effect I had.
"Maybe that's just it, Ridder. Maybe I've forgotten how to care for my constituents, my men and my soldiers. Maybe I've become so lost in this grab for power, my real problem is I've forgotten to care about my workers."
He speaks with much enthusiasm, occasionally pausing as if musing to himself.
"If I had ignored the men society called beneath me, then you and I would not be friends, Ridder. And now, perhaps more than ever, I'm thankful that we are."
I sigh with relief and smile. I never dreamed of seeing him again, but I always knew that if I did, our friendship would still be as strong as ever. The bond that we build lasted through years and judgement, to where it could withstand rebellion and exile.
He places his hands on my shoulders and looks me straight in the eye. He nods slightly as if confirming himself.
"You have a wise man's way about you, friend. I've always said it. You are so focused, so driven, so silent. It draws the women to you, no doubt. But a man of your ambitions could find a grand following from souls of all races, genders, and creeds. You may not be of noble blood, Ridder, but I have always believed you would make as capable of leader as any white-haired noble."
My smile quickly fades. I hadn't expected that. To be made a leader of more than an army goes far beyond what I've been trained for.
"S-surely not me, prince. I- I greatly appreciate your praise.. but I come from a line of mercenaries. My way is that of armies and war, cruel as they be. I.. could never guide a community to prosperity."
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