The first thing that slightly caught Bai Zemin's attention after entering the throne room was the fact that King Philip was not sitting on his throne beyond the steps as he was the first time the two met after Bai Zemin awoke from his comatose state.
"You came."
King Philip's voice was dignified, his back was to Bai Zemin and his eyes looked beyond the huge light-swallower on the ceiling, straight up at the distant stars.
"I don't think I've said it properly yet, but I want you to know that I'm sorry for your loss." Bai Zemin said as he noticed the aura of loneliness surrounding the man.
"Em."
King Philip only made a small sound but said nothing more. At least now he no longer had to pretend to be fine, when he was facing a person who was overwhelming enough as the young man behind him, there was no point in pretending to look high and firm.
