Whether you wish for it or not, it is yours. Here, laid at your feet. It follows in your shadow cast by sun and moon alike.

[ every step he takes in Kenos, it will be with him.

but there is a quiet, soft, subtle ache at his words, his refusal to accept that love. it is natural, considering his position - and yet... ]

...Your heart yearns for what is beyond your reach. The world you long for is gone; I cannot offer you salvation, the restoration of Egypt.

I hope you will come to understand the Meridian cannot, either. Must you swallow honeyed lies and false hopes...?