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To my former king,
ever the loyalist I remain, but I cannot help but feel as though my heart has gone haywire. My last message to you had been denied. I hadn’t wished for answers just to be denied and it always seemed like I was the only one who granted boons. Sometimes I wonder if you ever cared for me and that answer is generally yes. The extent of that caring was not far, so it makes me wonder why I felt satisfied with the crumbs I was allowed. Truly, I see now how desperate we both were. Still am. I’m not entirely sure. Things have calmed down to a normal state. I still think of you, sometimes not fondly. I realize that I have a lot to live for. There’s hope for me yet. A fact you might never know. I wonder how you fare, but it shan’t be my place to question a ruler whose kingdom I have fled. I have hope for you. You have the potential to be a great king. Someone who listens to his subjects and makes accurate decisions for the best outcome of his people. A selfless and mature king who doesn’t have to give up his humor or wit to rule peacefully. I wish that king the best of luck. I cannot say if we are to meet again or if he is to exist at all, but I can say that I’ve always believed in you.
I bid thee adieu,
Your humble and best servant,
helper