[Part of him--those broken shards of a shattered thing that had once been human--understood more than Yuuri might know. Buried deeply beneath the venomous fury he felt when he thought of his brother, Ardyn wondered if the younger of the two had ever thought of the past. If he ever remembered his elder brother teaching him to hold a sword, how to warp and craft magic. Had he ever looked to the distance half-expecting to see Philomela's black feathers and her rider returning from some distant afflicted town?]
[Had Izunia Lucis Caelum died with regrets, after years on the throne? Had he died in battle, or simply from the march of time that left his forsaken brother untouched?]
[Ardyn didn't know. And he didn't know if he ever wanted to find out.]
Precisely. That's...the only option left to us, right now.
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[Had Izunia Lucis Caelum died with regrets, after years on the throne? Had he died in battle, or simply from the march of time that left his forsaken brother untouched?]
[Ardyn didn't know. And he didn't know if he ever wanted to find out.]
Precisely. That's...the only option left to us, right now.