thebestslackerinallylisse
"Well, if it isn’t King "My hairline is receding and I’m not even 30". Pleased to see you too."
"My sister was a great, no a MAGNIFICENT ruler, and I do indeed want to be just like her, but I would rather….make my mark in history a little less dramatically. But while we are on the subject of jumping off of cliffs…well, I’ve noticed how Plegians are always competing with Ylisseans. I have the better army, I can sow more chaos and dischord than you, blah, blah, blah. And so I was thinking we should also compare rulers. So how about YOU jump off cliff and we will see who did it better: you or Emm?”
Lissa’s anger died a little after her vent and she regarded the king with a mixture of interest and disgust as she waited to see how he would respond.
Ugh, how rude. Still, he didn't force Emmeryn to jump of the cliff. Nor did he want her to fall off the cliff. "Now look here you brat!" The amount of agitation in his voice calmed to a much gentler approach. A light cough given off. "One's fall isn't as great as one's rising. Unlike you, I never had a true mother or father. And I never grew up in the laps of luxury. As well as your sister had a choice. It was either for her to jump, or just hand over the Fire Emblem. No problem, yes? Me? The thought of your sister hurt me even more? Do you think I wanted war? Why, I would never harm a Ylissean even if my life depended on it! My motifs were simple. Use your little noble lady to try to convince you to hand over the emblem. Yet my army was so blood thirsty they had wanted to slaughter them all. And a man who refuses the call of his army is seen as week and feeble. So I had only played along with their demands. Trust me, if I had wanted Emmeryn, I would have sent archers to shoot her down on the spot. You Ylisseans are too one-sided, not ever seeing through another's eyes." Gangrel only gave a simple sigh. In his mind, and in his own opinion, he wasn't the one whom needed to apologize. It was those filthy rich bastard Ylisseans.
