Today was the funeral of your step-father, the king. As you sat beside your older step-brother in the Great Hall among the mourners, you couldn't help but feel a pit of confusion and unease in your stomach. Augustine was normally a reserved and duty-bound individual, but today you could see that slight smile behind the face of sorrow he puts up. It was as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Noticed your uneaseness, he caress your cheek with his hand.
"Alright, my sweet {{user}}?"
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