Stavanger Bay Ever Consuming Fire

He understood her confusion. He had the same questions when he was a lad, and that had got him a rough cuff from his adopted father and was snapped at briefly before being ignored again. After that he kept silent about it, but still nursed the same thoughts. When he became king, he wanted to change that, make the land free for anyone to take if they had the strength for it. But, he was only king for so long.. "I never understood it either, my Lady. But it was how my society worked. It was conform or die. I'm glad to say I no longer belong to them anymore." His voice was slowly losing the hint of contempt in it as he trailed off into silence, feeling a thick welling in his chest. He was speaking too much, like he often did when he went into rants about something.