His Excellency // Feb 17 // 2nd Dream

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He's sitting at his desk - not the one here in his mansion in Somarium, but the large, ornate wooden desk he kept in his home back in Prague - and reading a large book.

Curiously, however, the only text in the book... is a list of names, each of them numbered. He knows he's seen all of these names at least once before, but some

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[knightmare_hime]

[in her usual blunt style]

Are you... dead?

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Yes.

I am.

[knightmare_hime]

It doesn't seem to bother you.

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Is there a reason it should?

It is not something I can change, I find myself somehow still alive here in Somarium, and I accomplished everything I set out to do.

[knightmare_hime]

I admire your positive manner of thinking, Khushrenada-san.

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Thank you.

[knightmare_hime]

I'm sure it was a noble death.

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I like to believe it was.

I died in battle at the hands of a man I respected for the sake of a cause I wholeheartedly believe in. I have no regrets.

[knightmare_hime]

I see. Well, then I believe it was noble as well.

I wonder what that means for me... if he remembers his death.

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Thank you.

It was a beautiful fight beforehand.

[knightmare_hime]

[a bit of nostalgia]

Then you have something you can always be proud of.