👑 * ﹕ㅤㅤ truth be told, but wilhelm's proficiency with excalibur had been more luck than it was skill, as well as this mystical invisible guidance that often steered his body, like muscle memory from all the previous wielders passed down to him. and maybe that was why he'd been so excited to meet a real master, a literal ancient warrior that he could really learn from⸻ to really master the way of the sword and wield it with his own expert hands. just as expected, prometheus was a great mentor, already absorbed so much information and today was only the beginning.
" i took fencing in high school but that hardly makes anyone a warrior like you, " wilhelm replied with a grin, twirling excalibur the same way prometheus did just to show the ( much, much, much ) older man that he was paying attention. because he might not seem like it, often confused to be more simple-minded, probably because of the spiffy blonde hair, but wilhelm considered himself to be an erudite, always willing to learn, always perceptive of how he could please someone. so he made mental note of the advice, then slowly displayed how he'd do it differently in an actual fight, sword swung at prometheus though he didn't let it touch, just wanted the other to watch his movements, more conscious that he didn't give himself away with the motions of his hips. " is that more like it? "
then he paused for a moment to think about the warrior's questions, never really thought of it that way before. " i mean, i don't think the royal family's just going to secede the throne because of a few myths and legends, but it would be funny. " he chuckled, amused by the idea of the monarchy abdicating the throne to some guy with a sword, as if a magical artifact was a more legitimate cause for succession than the law and constitution. " realistically, however, they might see me more as a madman with a sword seeking to destabilize the nation by claiming to be the spiritual heir to king arthur. so no need to drop to your knees... " unless it was for another occasion, but there was no need for his mentor to hear that obscene intrusive thought. " plus, who wants to be king anyway? think i'm fine just the way i am. "