Round and Round

*Valentine* · 07-17-2015, 06:26 PM

"...The world is too dangerous a place for complacency." Valentine dipped his head in agreement. "Indeed it is," he offered, although in all honesty he feared little from any of his neighbors. They were all far too concerned with making friends and playing nice. This woman was, perhaps, an exception. He made a note to scout north at the next opportunity. If Yfir was going to be a problem then, he reasoned, Imperium might need to strike first and make an impression.

Frost giants, eh? That sounded badass. "Hm," he rumbled appreciatively. Maybe he could start a rumor with that. Build a legend around the idea that the Imperialis line descended from frost giants. "So I see."

She spoke of his children being a comfort to him and he nodded again. They were. His children were the closest he could get to immortality. Through them he would live on by passing down his name, his beliefs, his ideals; the meat of who he was. Valentine was under no illusion that he'd reach his "declining years" as Katja had put it. It was all too likely that he'd go out as he'd come into the world: screaming and covered in someone else's blood. That made it all the more important to cherish the time he had with his family. "It really is."

He had to wonder why exactly it mattered if he had only sons. The King didn't voice the question, but he did wonder. In any case he didn't see the harm in answering and it did present him with an opening to ask questions of his own. "I have one daughter. What of you, Katja? Have you any children?"

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