” So, you’re r o y a l t y? Like, the real deal? think I recognize you from somewhere— maybe TV?” Curiosity got the best of Faolin as he peered at the stranger, adding under his breath as he adjusted his mask, ” I guess I would be, too, if my face weren’t like this…”
“What? Royalty? Where!!” His voice sounds genuine, but of of course underneath there’s a layer of unhappiness; bitterness perhaps when the words ‘you’re’ and 'royalty’ are strung together into the same sentence. It had been years since he had been living any sort of royal life, and he was quite sure the news of his supposed 'suicide’ made it to every person in his country and then some.
Technology could be troubling just as much as it was useful to him.
“Ohh– You mean little ol’ me? Don’t be silly! ♪” And there was a snicker then. “I meaaaan, some people have said that to me before, but I ain’t but a normal guy!” Hmm, more-over… “Did something happen to your face or somethin’–?”
