Alexander James Francis Maximillion Nightingale


Alexander sighed. He somehow had allowed himself to sigh yet again, and he had done so right in front of the princess... his chosen one. He glanced away for a time before he spoke. 


"Ignoring things is a must for one such as myself. A royal must do whatever it takes to not just keep themselves sane, but to be rational and be a proper leader."



The king was not firm or anything when he said that, but he was not changing his mind on that anytime soon either. That much certainly seemed clear. It was also made obvious by the fact that he continued to ignore all those who had been staring at them during this time, especially up until they found a private spot to talk.  





"The only things that cannot be ignored are the things that matter, the things that are truly important. I am certain you understand that much, milady."



Alexander did his best not to sigh once more. He continued to glance away as he kept speaking to her. 




"Shadows guide myself, my people. Those are spirits that lead us above myself. The shadows have a life within them most do not see. It would appear you are among those others, those who do not see that as I do. There is more to our realms, and the magic that is held within them all, that meets the eye, milady. The sooner you see that, that you realize that, the better, or so I hope."



He took a careful breath and thought about what he was to say next as he made to continue speaking with her. 



"These people, most if not all, have known me quite a long time. And yet.... most of them have yet to bother learning my name in full, let alone a lot of other details about myself. Loneliness is not a concern if one is more focused on other things, milady, and I HAVE given others a chance to know me, but they have failed...the entire lot of them. They have proven to not be trustworthy, milady."



He frowned.... again. Alexander was hesitant to look towards her, even if it was only for a moment. 




"And it is such lies that further prove to me that I am justified in my current actions. Also, milady, I already have found someone, or so I hope. You shall find out soon enough....perhaps sometime tonight. You must be patient, please, milady."



It was then that he finally looked towards her. He was careful as he did so. He went quiet, if mainly to simply allow her a chance to respond further, to speak again. This king would not interrupt her, and would only speak when she was done, like before. He was showing her some respect, and so soon, it would seem. A servant passing by, keeping quiet so as not to bother them, narrowed her eyes as she watched. She did not like the look of that princess who was near him. But then again, she did not care for any of the women who were there to pursue him. She had been rejected simply for a single lie that was told to the king, and she vowed to get even... but that was not to happen that night, that evening. It, simply put, was not to happen just yet.