He couldn't sleep at all. His worry over his princess struck him like a deadly claw. Where had she gone? He was supposed to protect her! And he failed to do so. And he was spending his nights calling to her, searching for her. How could he be such a fool? With his head bowed in sorrow, his eyes only glimmered in sadness as he stared down at his paws. Lifting his head up to the stars, he sent a whisper to all those who had fallen before him, his ancestors.
How could you let this happen? I thought I was rid of that stupid prophecy, and I could be free. Is this free?
The night wind had carried something to him. What was it? A scent. He remembered that scent, though it was mixed with an illness, a disease, blood. Surely this couldn't be the creature that he held most closest to his heart? He would face her anyway, who cared if she reeked of an unknown disease? He would treat her with his kindness, affection and love.
"My princess! Where have you been?" He would turn and face the girl that was his. His deep eyes filled with fret and his tone was worried. His sleepless nights showed a saddened look in his eyes. He cared for her so much, and now, would she remember him? Or hate him for his decision? No, he was the one to be blamed and hated. And he wold apologize to her before she could say anything else.
"I'm sorry, princess, for not protecting you," His head was bowed in sorrow before lifting his caring eyes to the girl, searching for her understanding, beautiful words. "I feel like such a fool...please, forgive me..."
He would plead to his princess. He cared for her so much. How saddened and worried he was for her. She probably hated him for abandoning her at such a time, for failing to protect her from the unknown disease that clung to her fur. If anything, he should be punished. But he would let the princess decide his fate, his dear beautiful, marvelous princess.
"Speech"
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