the downsides

OOC:I was trying to get ahold of you to see if you were fine with this? But, I sort of felt as though it would be natural to time skip this a bit? Considering what happened, since you aren?t on skype ATM, ill go w/ this then when we have a chance to talk, we will correct whatever it is you need.

He, surprisingly, did not ache anymore than he had days before. There was still the crippling notoriety that the king was old, but fact of the matter was, he was ready for whatever came his way. The real problem was, making sure everyone that he loved would be fine without him. A simple whisper and a daring chant, he rumbles, his glorious life something he had always thought about, every event having been something extraordinary. Though, things of the ordinarily extra, were not always, necessarily, positive. He had faced near war, near death, and even several cases of betrayal. Sometimes, even he was the betrayer.

Simply and understanding, he descended to her summons, her inquiring call, and without a moment?s hesitation, he would amble towards her. Always, he had been at the beck and call of his daughters, and always he would do so, at least so long as he was there to do so. He would pull be her side, attempting to brush his head into her shoulder, a show of affection, and he would waste no more time getting off his legs and moving himself to a more earthly position. His body would fold and his head would rest against the blades of grass. His breathing was soft and yet he would look at her, listening, yearning to know what it was he could do for her.