[Wilhelm nods just a fraction, as if reluctant to admit that he relates to Claude's words. The whispers haven't relented, the strands of gossip all tangling together in his ears. His fingers curl over his knees. But strangely, he feels confidence unfurling in his chest as Claude reveals these scraps of secrets long kept. It's Adlewyrd's influence taking hold, pushing him to pursue the conversation despite his instinct to lock his feelings up likewise.]
Yeah. I got tired of it too.
[Tired of his every move and every mistake blowing up into national news, tired of everyone having an opinion on things that are nobody's business but his own, tired of being steered by his mother and the royal court.]
That's the good thing about being here. It's sort of like...starting over.
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Yeah. I got tired of it too.
[Tired of his every move and every mistake blowing up into national news, tired of everyone having an opinion on things that are nobody's business but his own, tired of being steered by his mother and the royal court.]
That's the good thing about being here. It's sort of like...starting over.