Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-25828117-20170403232656

William could feel his zen-face crack with each pounding of 'eccentric-ness'.

"Can we see the king, please?" He asked, cracking a small smirk in the same way he would've done decades ago when he had to command a brainwashed Wasteral. Back when he was more aloof. Before the frigid Crossroads hardened him.