Anyway- "So there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides-" I stared at her eyes- unwavering. "You're the daughter of the late Marquis. Be as he may have- he was still the ruler of this place and- and don't you think your people need you right now? If you remain so afraid- so frightened, what of the people? Don't you care for them?"
Yeah, I killed her father.
And it was obvious she'd be afraid of me.
How I didn't immediately put that together is beyond me but it was what it was.
So, I had to sound nice, I had to be nice.
And I had to make her believe I wasn't going to erase her in case something happened.
I had to make her believe-
She had to work under for her own people.
"Of course, I care!" She managed… "But… you're so majestic… I can't help but-" She covered her face- crying. And she didn't make eye contact. Even now- she just stared at the floor, or at the corner or someone not me…
This went beyond being frightened.
