Kiki shook his head at the word's high station. It wasn't really like that, he didn't actually have any power yet, he held no authority over anyone. Until the goddess gave him her full power, his role was rather pointless. "Duties? I don't know, I had to learn to fight, and I had to know all the customs and political aspects."
"No, she never explained it, and I don't really think she knew what she was doing, cause I'm not good for it," Killian said dismissively, having believed this forever. She'd made a mistake
Killian looked to Phoebe as she began to talk, explaining why he should be gracious, how he'd been given a gift. He nodded, glancing down at his lap as he thought. He'd heard this all before. And he knew it was true, but it just wasn't his life. He wasn't meant to be some great and holy hero, at least not the one that his nation wanted him to be. He'd been captive in his own fate and drowning too, and while there were parts he was grateful for, like being provided for and having such a unique bond with the goddess, the other parts had brought nothing but angst and frustration.
"Well," he started, looking back to Phoebe with a quick shake of his head, "I don’t think not having authority means your life is meaningless, it certainly doesn’t make you a nobody. My mom was born poor and on the outskirts of our region, and she was one of the most important and amazing people, so fuck the grand scheme of things,” he said, then to address... really everything, ”And, well there's nothing I can do now anyway, soon the goddess will realize that I'm gone, and she'll pick some new kid to be her heir, and maybe they'll be that great leader. I hope." he said with a light smile, but a bit of a solemn one.
rock children hold your heads up high
