Linhardt's been protected. Kelson's been excommunicated by his own bishops. Not that Kelson wasn't protected. He certainly had all the privileges given to him. He had the best teachers, sat at his fathers side in court since he could sit by himself unaided, and he didn't fear what he was. Unlike both his parents. Kelson had a much better nuance and understanding of situations than his father King Brion had, he was more philosophical.
Not that Kelson didn't have his own problems. Make one mistake and he'd slip into unbridled depression.
"Do you know how many people will also be hiding or fleeing?" Kelson inquired. Honestly, Linhardt had no chance. Especially if he insisted on this fruitless point of view.
"Have you ever been in the middle of a war?" He thought he knew the answer. Battle was one thing. The chaos of a war with so many different factors and different people was quite another.
Kelson did worry about him. More so the more this conversation drew on. He was quite sure Linhardt could die if he was accidentally impaled by a broadsword while screaming he was not hostile.
Linhardt .....//headdesk
Not that Kelson didn't have his own problems. Make one mistake and he'd slip into unbridled depression.
"Do you know how many people will also be hiding or fleeing?" Kelson inquired. Honestly, Linhardt had no chance. Especially if he insisted on this fruitless point of view.
"Have you ever been in the middle of a war?" He thought he knew the answer. Battle was one thing. The chaos of a war with so many different factors and different people was quite another.
Kelson did worry about him. More so the more this conversation drew on. He was quite sure Linhardt could die if he was accidentally impaled by a broadsword while screaming he was not hostile.