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❝Maybe if beat her the world will make sense for once.❞
Suddenly the attention was on him. Run squirmed, not really wanting to talk about his pathetic past. He really just wanted to escape to his room and read the same old book over and over again because at least in the world of books, no one could bother him. It was like escapism, wouldn't you say? Luckily he was saved by the Captain who decided to quite figuratively spill his guts on his past and his story, a lot of which revolved around probably the only friend he had anymore. He told his story of war and then he just suddenly left before anyone could say anything about it. It was illuminating to say the least. But how was he supposed to tell his own story after something like that? Not that there was much to tell, his just wasn't interesting like everyone else. But he had a feeling Falkor wasn't going to just let him escape, either.
He looked away, pulling at the collar of his shirt in an attempt to be tough. "W-well, um... I don't know if any of you have heard of Mithras?" The Kingdom of the Harpies in the land far north of here in the frigid arctic circle, above where Russia once was back before it existed. "I'm the prince. Or used to be the prince. Or something." He paused to give them time to laugh if they wanted, to laugh at such a weak person being a prince. "Father was quite the womanizer, ending up with getting two kids from different mothers. Then he had the bright idea to have them both compete for the throne. Of course, which kid won, their mom would get to be Queen." He made an awkward sort of laugh then, remembering the past. "Rin and I were friends back then, almost? I liked to sit in my room and read books and she would come with me and watch."
But the competition got worse and any chance they had of a good sibling relationship was ruined. "But Father's idiocy continued, the two concubines kept on squabbling and using us as political pawns and Rin had always been better than I was." A twisted sort of smile came to his face as he remembered the next moment. "I was sick of it, so I decided to change everything. You see, everyone hated the King, he was a tyrant, he brutalized the commoners! So it was easy to rile them up into revolution, so they destroyed the place, Rin and I ended up on the Pirate King's ship for a while..." His stomach churned as he tried to get rid of Yuna's image in his mind. "But they were too happy and dumb for me so I left and now I'm here." The former prince looked away, knowing his story wasn't all that cool and impressive.
There was a lot more he could have talked about, like being tortured by the commoners as revenge against the Monarchy, of being put in a strange shield magic by Rin because she pitied that he couldn't defend himself from the betrayal, or how he had to be trained by Captain Constantine in order to once again compete over the position of second in command, or of the fleeting childish crush he had on Yuna... there was no need to tell any of that, was there?