*♚ﾟ* .｡*･❧ She paused for a moment, unsure of how to go about this. Was it her right to tell this stranger what had happened in the ballroom and courtyard?
—Hana supposed they couldn’t keep it a s e c r e t either way; there were too many witnesses.
”I’m afraid he…”
{ { Was there a more honorable way of saying it?
"…ran away. After causing the fjords to freeze, and the snow storm. His Majesty is quite gifted, as it turns out.”
“—-..what?”
that was his initial response, though it didn’t take him much to come around to the idea of the king having powers to create the storm he found himself in. the mountain man was, afterall, raised by talking trolls.
*♚ﾟ* .｡*･❧ “Yes,” she called out from atop her horse, stepping into view. ”Forgive me, sir, but you wouldn’t have happened to see the king pass this way?”
”–the King? Oh, I think I’d know if I seen the King.“ He looked up at the woman, hand shielding his eyes from the snow falling. ”–err, why are you looking for the King? Is he lost?“
