[It surprises him a little, the fact that he doesn't immediately feel the urge to straighten up, from where he's rested his elbows on the balcony ledge. Nor does he feel like forcing the practiced smile back onto his face.
She shouldn't make him feel comfortable in his own skin. When he turns to regard her, it's a thoughtful expression he wears, but still solemn]
I have borne the weight of my kingdom for some time. [More honest than he means to be. His father wasn't always well, and even less so in the later years. And if he's being honester still, he'd been feeling the pressure since before he'd even become of age]
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She shouldn't make him feel comfortable in his own skin. When he turns to regard her, it's a thoughtful expression he wears, but still solemn]
I have borne the weight of my kingdom for some time. [More honest than he means to be. His father wasn't always well, and even less so in the later years. And if he's being honester still, he'd been feeling the pressure since before he'd even become of age]