[So even then he'd meant something to her; not just a child she'd had to grow to love. Gregor hadn't even known that was a concern he'd ever had, but he finds it being soothed, anyway. His memories of her that young are a mad hazy rush of confusion, being swept through the mountains holding onto her skirts.
He leans forward on the counter on his elbows, bracing himself, and gains a similar wisp of a smile.] I didn't mind too much. They always forgot I was Emperor, you see.
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He leans forward on the counter on his elbows, bracing himself, and gains a similar wisp of a smile.] I didn't mind too much. They always forgot I was Emperor, you see.