[the sad reality, charles knows, is that perhaps they could've reconciled. if he'd tried hard enough, if he'd stood his ground; but when his father told him to leave, he did. it's something he both regrets and yet knows also saved his life. and so, staying would've only doomed them both.
such is the unfortunate nature of politics, and what placed the crown on his head years too early. all he can do is live with the guilt of not being able to protect his family.
still, he won't follow his father into despair and death. (even if he might understand, he will not choose the same path.) with that in mind, he turns and leaves.]
[ So you leave your home behind, or what used to be of it. Even if you did return, it will never be the same.
You lead a new one now, with new allies. They live, and they die, but at least together you stand, and you have the comfort of knowing that this is your choice.
Is it warmer, this life as Charles?
You leave through the castle gates, feeling a gust of cold wind meet you— ]
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such is the unfortunate nature of politics, and what placed the crown on his head years too early. all he can do is live with the guilt of not being able to protect his family.
still, he won't follow his father into despair and death. (even if he might understand, he will not choose the same path.) with that in mind, he turns and leaves.]
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You lead a new one now, with new allies. They live, and they die, but at least together you stand, and you have the comfort of knowing that this is your choice.
Is it warmer, this life as Charles?
You leave through the castle gates, feeling a gust of cold wind meet you— ]