"Thank you… that would be a lesser reduction of what you did for me, King. And... sorry, I couldn't be the perfect brother to protect you from this cruel world. I don't know... if you can ever forgive me in this life other than me... you will always be the best brother I could ever ask for. He patted his shoulder, muttering his warm appraisal, smiled broadly sadly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Suddenly, the emotions he had been trying to suppress burst out as he heard those heartfelt words from his older brother for the first time in his life. He shuddered slightly, and from his tear-stained eyes, a drop of warm tear dripped down his chin.
His cheeks burned with an overwhelming desire to cry loudly, like a small child in his arms, forgetting about all the boundaries that coexist between them. Grabbing his shoulder, he tried to stifle the tears that William apparently felt from behind.
"You can scream... if you want, king."
