Caedus slowly rose his head and staredat Oric for a moment. His eyes were completely bloodshot. He had not slept since Seth had left him sitting there. He slowly rose, still staring at Oric, and he rounded the desk to formally greet the King and show his respects.
"King Halgern... I had to be here for this. The officials at the Citadel... You know how they are. they would'nt believe their was going to be a war if the Shadows leader was holding a blade to their throats... They are so naive and weakminded... They cannot do anything themselves and so they have to turn to the one who can... Me."
His voice dropped an octave and became cold and egotistical.
"Yes... They always have to turn to me... I always have to clean up the mess. No matter what it is, its always me they have to turn to in order to help them. They are such cowards... They dont have a fraction of the power I have and they sit there, cowering in their Grand structure as if it were invincable... Well they may not want to remember it, but I read about how Valentine destroyed the structure before! In and out in under half an hour, and the Citadel was no more... that night, Valentine Tower was constructed on the very spot... And as always, they have to turn to me to save them!"
His voice suddenly returned to the normal high pitching squeak of the 15 year old boy that he was. It had a frightened tone to it, and his eyes began to water.
"Why do they always have to put everything on me... Why do I have to take on all their problems... why do I always have to do for everyone else but myself! Its ridiculous... It's unfair!"
Caedus slammed his fist into the wall so hard it made the wooden inlay cukle and the stone beneath it shatter. He studied his bloodied fist momentarily... Then shook it off, realizing what a fool he was making of himself in front of Oric. He bowed his head slightly in shame... Took a moment to regain his composure, anmd spoke once again in the bold, heroic tone the people knew him for.
"Have you prepped the cities defenses?"
Forenz trudged across the hillside with his battalion of men, the sun just beginning to crest over the horizen. Peace City came into view, and they marched onwards.