[ Out of respect for his hidden, or perhaps not so hidden, grief, she turns her head down as he swipes at his nose. Tired and mournful, he still remains at his father’s side. But it seems that speaking of Luna... helps. Somewhat. (It usually does, as she’s noticed.)
However.
How could a prince feel like he did not matter, even as a child? The royal life is not always as what it seems, yes, but this is surprising to hear. She won't dare voice this question, however, not when it might make the conversation sadder than it is. Besides, the point is that Luna-- Luna helped him. ]
You were... looking at the snow in quiet wonder, three months ago.
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However.
How could a prince feel like he did not matter, even as a child? The royal life is not always as what it seems, yes, but this is surprising to hear. She won't dare voice this question, however, not when it might make the conversation sadder than it is. Besides, the point is that Luna-- Luna helped him. ]
You were... looking at the snow in quiet wonder, three months ago.
That's how you look at her.