Send in a word for a drabble of our muses based on it: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.
He was SICK of being limited in the way these scientists left him. Although he had survived the span of many mortal lives, his situation caused him to feel like a young elf once more. Weakened to the effects of others’ abilities, his mind had been pondering many topics at a time. One in particular had caught him in a loop — what was he brought here for? To grovel in submission to those instated with the most power?
Or perhaps he’d been brought to this world in order to liven his opinion of others?
Letting him wander in suspicion of those around him, the abductors of His Majesty likely enjoyed his paranoia. To think such an option possible, it had nearly caught him in a change of mind. The looks he often received from strangers seemed entirely altered as he realized — they were all like him in this respect.
Pawns in a game of AMUSEMENT for their captors.
His lips pulled apart in a smile, the moment of awareness having caused him a good mood. It was upon seeing one man return his show of positivity that the king realized he might be correct in his theory…