“ i believe that the future holds infinite hope for all of us ” ((teen!Ace with his uncle, probably some sleepy rambling from a kid that's still scared to sleep bc he doesn't wanna get shanked in his sleep))
starters from a game i’ve never heard of ✶ accepting.
☆ « The child had simply disappeared one day: not so much as a hint to where he had gone. No note on parchment or message relayed to the guards, no evidence that he had packed his belongings or even basic supplies for traveling. He simply... vanished, as mysteriously as he had come, and Nerevar could only deduce that little Ace had made his way home.
And later -- years later -- he would find this to be true.
☆ « Someone had come to the gates of Mournhold, he’d been told. An absolutely ridiculous-looking young traveler, asking specifically for Indoril Nerevar. Of course his closer associates had recognized the boy from his youth. Never had anyone met another Redguard with violet hair and red eyes, after all. And so Ace was whisked quickly to the king, ready to explain everything he could not have even begun to understand as a child.
☆ « I just came back because I missed you, Uncle Nerevar. Nerevar was not sure he would ever be able to comprehend exactly what kind of twisted fairytale the child had told him, but the meaning of those words, at least, were crystal-clear to him. Now, as his once-small friend babbles on groggily, Nerevar smiles and pats his shoulder.
« ✯ » —— ❝Those are the words of a leader.❞ If it were simpler, he’d blow out the bedside candle and leave Ace to fall asleep himself -- but the child is plagued by unease and paranoia, now. It seems he has been forced into the cruelty of politics. The thought cracks Nerevar’s heart in two, but he smiles nonetheless. ❝You’ve grown much since our last meeting, child. It makes me proud to see how far you have come.❞
