It was true. It was not a romantic love, but it could not be denied that he loved Lord Gyousou, like every kirin loved their king. He loved the people of Tai as well but that love was different, more abstract.
The last words though made him nodded solemnly. Lord Gyousou losing the way is not something he wants to think about, not something his heart will even let him contemplate. He knows they are lucky, that the gods have not judged the mess that was Tai, that they had not struck Taiki with shitsedoh.
It meant things were still salvageable, despite everything. He remembered the labyrinth in Kamakan, the fear that had brought on. Not fear of pain or death but the fear that Lord Gyousou had lost the way, that he had brought pain on Tai.
It doesn't bare thinking about. "Yes. All kirin love their king. When they are close there is a light in our hearts, a happiness that fills is and if we are parted then there is shadow, a sadness that is impossible to move."
And when a king fell, the heartbreak was absolute.
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The last words though made him nodded solemnly. Lord Gyousou losing the way is not something he wants to think about, not something his heart will even let him contemplate. He knows they are lucky, that the gods have not judged the mess that was Tai, that they had not struck Taiki with shitsedoh.
It meant things were still salvageable, despite everything. He remembered the labyrinth in Kamakan, the fear that had brought on. Not fear of pain or death but the fear that Lord Gyousou had lost the way, that he had brought pain on Tai.
It doesn't bare thinking about. "Yes. All kirin love their king. When they are close there is a light in our hearts, a happiness that fills is and if we are parted then there is shadow, a sadness that is impossible to move."
And when a king fell, the heartbreak was absolute.