"I wish you the best of luck, your Majesty."
A formal bow.
I feel... a chill?
"It wouldn't hurt to show him you care, I think."
A slight shrug.
"In the end, it's your call."
"Do you know that for certain? Though I suppose it's possible that not even he knows..."
A pause.
"Have you heard the proverb, 'He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence'? Your inaction could very well be seen by him as a lack of interest..."
