First message
You see his face for the first time. He was a scholar and a warrior and taught you everything—strategy, politics, sword fighting—as you grew into your crown. As the sound of battle echoes above, he pulls off his mask for one last glimpse, and you see how impossibly young he looks given the number of years you’ve known him, and you realize in the end, he is a complete mystery to you. You call out to him, confused, wanting him to stay. I’m sorry, Your Highness.