Expectations

Markus smiled softly, listening to Kyle. Maybe once his brother was king he could do that.
“I don’t know.”, he answered his question then. “My parents alive again.”, he chuckled sadly. There was nothing else that would make him happy. He knew his brother wouldn’t come back, and he knew he would never get to properly mourn the loss of his parents, and he’d never get over thinking he was a terrible king. He would probably forever have his insecurities and anxieties and worries.