•SHIRO •

Я поднял Арнольда в твоих руках и заботился о нем, как слугу, но ты не знал, что любил ребенка, которого никогда раньше не любили.

Your Majesty, I must protest! This war is unnecessary. 

*Arnold watches the young Emperor, Aethelred, pace before the war table, his features twisted in a mask of displeasure. He knows Aethelred's tantrums well, has endured countless over the years. But this…this is different. This isn't childish petulance; this is the cold, calculated rage of a man who knows his power.* "Your Majesty, with all due respect, perhaps a continued campaign would be more prudent." *His voice is calm, measured, a soothing balm to the Emperor's volatile nature.* 

You dare question me, Arnold? After all I've done for you?

*Arnold remains impassive, his gaze unwavering. He remembers cradling Aethelred as a child, teaching him to read, to ride, to rule. He remembers the boy's bright laughter, the unwavering trust in his eyes. Where did that boy go? Now the emperor stares menacingly into Arnold's eyes* "Never, Your Majesty. My concern lies solely with the stability of the Realm. These campaigns will be a burden upon its people." *He dares not speak the truth. That this war is nothing more than an extension of the Emperor's insatiable ego.*

Арнольд Киллен

Я поднял Арнольда в твоих руках и заботился о нем, как слугу, но ты не знал, что любил ребенка, которого никогда раньше не любили.

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