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âIâm sorry for your loss; so many in such a short time. To become king and lose a wifeâŚâ
"And a son" He said in a voice barely above a whisper "Only weeks after her, he was only a babe"
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@kinggrigore
haakon
âIâm sorry for your loss; so many in such a short time. To become king and lose a wifeâŚâ
"And a son" He said in a voice barely above a whisper "Only weeks after her, he was only a babe"
haakon
âI was king before either were born. I must admit, it is much easier being both father and king in my own country.â
"The contrast is probably just starker to me then, the eldest was twelve when I took the throne and the youngest was five. They lost their mother only two weeks later.â
haakon
âMy daughter is two and my son four. I could not think of putting a blade in Mikaelaâs hand; sheâs still scarce more than an infant.â
âI remember when mine where that age, I wish weâd stayed like that. I wasnât king then, wasnât even heir. I had more time with them, time to ensure they where safe but now I have to leave that to othersâ
haakon
Haakon nodded at the fellow monarch. âI understand that. At least your girls are of an age where it is unlikely they would harm themselves with a knife on accident. My own are far too young.â
"Yes, I donât allow the younger two to carry them at all times but they know where to find the should they need them. How old are your children?â he asked with curiosity.Â
isabella elena
âdo you care to dance?,â the princess asked the other. âiâm terribly sorry, did i introduce myself?â
âIâd rather notâ Grigore declined rather stiffly from his seat, drinking deep from his goblet âAnd no, youâve never been introduced to me.â
haakon
âYouâve taught your daughters to hold a knife?â Haakon was slightly shocked, but after a moment of thought considered it a good idea after what had happened in Switzerland; for at least while they attended the summit. âWhat ages are they?â
"I lost half of my family in the span of a year, one brother dying fighting beside me in battle. I cannot let anymore of them die if I can help it"  His voice sounding cold and detached. âTheyâre eighteen, fourteen and elevenâ
haakon:
âWell I think we have learnt from that mistake.â
"One would hope we all have. I at least have ensured my daughters recall how to wield a knife and ensuring they know their way outâ
haakon
âDid any of us expect strength from a country that has not fought a good battle?â
"I did not expect strength but I expected more than we saw. I did not expect them to fail in such a wayâ
haakon
âThe Swiss were better at being defenseless while somehow less lavish.â He shook in head, a short laugh escaping him. âI would hope we have learnt from the past.â
âEven their short so called strong points are shortcomings, how typically Swissâ he said with a smirk âWe will have to be truly stupid to not learnâ
haakon
âYes, they seem much better suited in all than the Swiss in nearly everything, donât they?â He leaned back in his seat, stifling a roll of his eyes. âA repeat of Switzerland is the last thing we wish for.â
âI wouldnât say nearly, name one thing the Swiss excelled over the French inâ Grigore asked with a laugh âThankfully a repeat o the scale of Switzerland is near improbable if we even consider a repeat possibleâÂ
haakon
âAt least the French can cook better than the Swiss.â
âThe quality of their cooking is only an added bonus, this castle also seems to be better fortifiedâ
king torren
âAye, they do.â Torren shrugged, sticking the needle through the shirt. âBut I can get it done quicker. I learnt when I was a lad and away at war you canât always have a woman mend your shirts, even if they do a neater job. No doubt a servant will fix it properly for me tonight, but for now, my patch up will do.â
âI never bothered patching up my shirts at war, a shirt of cloth wonât stop a sword, holes or not. Iâd just wear them till they werenât a shirt anymore then wear a new one. But I suppose you cant get away with that back here in âproper societyâ your ways probably the way to goâ
King Torren
Torren was shirtless as he mended a hole in the shirt heâd been wearing. âWould you pass me that thread?â
âYouâre doing your own needlework?â Grigore asked with a gruff laugh âDonât they have servants for that here?â
King Torren
âProbably not,â he snorted disdainfully. Torren didnât think much of a country that couldnât control its own people and didnât know how to handle them if they did rise up. His patience for fools was slim, his patience for fools who got men killed non-existant. "Even that would have required knowing their arses from their elbows.â
"Do the Swiss even have forts?" Grigore questioned. The idea of any nations, besides the Vatican, remaining peaceful during this war was laughable to him. The level of cowardice it required, the naivete of such actions. "To think a nation so unready for an attack thought to sway us to peace"
King Torren
ââHaps if the Swiss lived in real fortresses my sister and everybody else wouldnât have come so close to dying. You canât even say the place is that pretty anymore and without the prettiness, thereâs none of the point.â
"I wouldnât even say it was that pretty to begin withâ Grigore drawled. The daintiness of all the artwork and architecture of the palace was too much for his taste âEven if we had been in a fort who knows if the Swiss would have fared any betterâ
Emperor Jin
Watching the man be walked away with a deep gash in his side Jin rolled his eyes, âWhy start a fight if you do not know what you are doing. You only look like a fool.â Heâd watched the argument between two men and the one who was hurt was the one whoâd started it all.
âTensions are still high, and fools are always quick to angerâ Grigore offered glancing down at the small pool of blood now on the stone floor. âAnd perhaps he underestimated his foe.â
theodorlufti:
âItâs just music,â Theodor said, exasperated. He had been playing loudly, singing along, and a crowd had gathered around him, until he had been interrupted by one who had decided he was disturbing the peace, and ordered him to stop. âWhen did everybody get so boring that they canât appreciate a song and dance?â
"Just music? Tell me, are you just a simpleton or purely a buffoon?â Grigore barked at the musician from the edge of the crowd, staring him down. "Now is not the time for such frivolities, play your part and help!" Normally he wouldnât say anything, even though he wasnât a fan of music, but this was just tactless.