Spoiled (1)
"My domain?" I looked at him and tilted my head.
"Yes." He said simply and smiled. Then, his head and elegant face turned to the extravagant throne. "Someday, this throne, this land, and all its people. Will belong to you." He continued once more, smiling again.
Once again, I was speechless from this man in front of me. He still gave off a regal air, one of a powerful mage, one of a mighty king. However, I was nothing like him. "I can't do that. I'm not exactly what you call empathetic. I'm cold, harsh. Furthermore, I'm still a kid." I reasoned.
"That's how you see yourself. However, to others, to me, and even to our master, you are an inspiration, a star shining brighter than the sun. Fate has chosen you, it has its reasons." He said. He then slowly walked to the side of the room, my eyes slowly tracing his movements.