[It's better than just sitting around, he supposes.]
A pack of goblins attack the princess and her knight. The knight draws her sword when the princess declares that, as a fellow bandit, she won't be protected anymore and brandishes . . . her claws?
Yeah! Her claws. Then they fight off the monsters and loot their stuff. It ain't great but they can sell it off when they get around to leavin' the country. [wait] Kingdom.
What's their impression of the situation, anyway? Do they think the knight has seduced their princess, or is the princess a traitor to her kingdom now?
They're still tryin' to get her back. For uh... princessy reasons. [He doesn't know] So let's go with the knight has seduced the princess and they want them to come back. To throw the knight in jail for crimes against the state.
It's just one continent out of the rest of the world, and there are three countries. One just happens to be a nation of elves. There are more places beyond Bermesiah, and many uncharted lands on Aernas besides.
It feels nice, too, as he stands in the outdoor playground—just himself and his emotions, which are a mixture of concern, sadness, and anger with their prominence in that order—with his gaze directed outward. His expression when he turns to receive Bradley's company is the usual smile.]
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