Not all the water in the rough rude sea,
Edmund pouted scowled, "No it doesn't. Caido's rulers are chosen typically. My mum was chosen to be queen. I wasn't chosen to be prince. I didn't do anything to earn that title, so I don't use it." Even if he didn't many Torchers often gave him discounts or were more lenient with him simply because he was Maeve's son. He was always grateful, but it still felt like he was taking advantage of his situation.
Just as Paige expected, Edmund joined her as she walked. He'd followed after his older cousin many times before he aged. It was simply a habit at this point. "I'm brooding because I'm annoyed. I wasn't planning to fight. I just wanted to help. Maybe lead citizens to the safehouses or something."
He sighed heavily, "But mum caught on and practically dragged me here."
Just as Paige expected, Edmund joined her as she walked. He'd followed after his older cousin many times before he aged. It was simply a habit at this point. "I'm brooding because I'm annoyed. I wasn't planning to fight. I just wanted to help. Maybe lead citizens to the safehouses or something."
He sighed heavily, "But mum caught on and practically dragged me here."
Edmund Ansel the Prince of Torchline
can wash the balm of an annoited king
