Second week of Summer, Wednesday.
At the mention of Eloise's attacks, a small memory returned to him. The distress of his wife. Wife? He had a wife? Why didn't he have one now? He wasn't sure if he wanted one anymore. Oh, what was he doing right now? Oh yes, comforting Eloise. "Tsk Tsk. Don't worry my dear, I'm sure it's just a phase. If it persists for much longer, I'll have my doctor's prescribe a.. a.. medication, dear. That should help, yes?" Walter smiled childishly and messed up her hair with the palm of her hand. "Come now, we must welcome the new sleepers. I can't wait another moment to see what glorious powers they'll bring~!" Walter walked off with his hands held behind his back, assuming that the girl would follow behind.
Walter didn't know why, but having Eloise by his side introduced a more positive and open side of the king. He didn't quite understand what she wanted or needed at times, but he tried his best and sometimes it was enough. To tell the truth, he was angry at her right now. At her mind actually, but the emotion directed towards her nonetheless. Why couldn't she stop the attacks? It made him furious that after countless times of her bringing the problem to him, there was nothing he could do to fix it. Perhaps he was angry at himself? No, no, he... had no reason to. There's nothing he can do about it- Oh, well now that's a thought. Something a king can't do. Maybe he was afraid of her attacks, afraid that she'd soon remember everything and drive herself insane. Walter didn't want that at all. Not only did he need her for the kingdom, but he also wanted her company. Why was he thinking about his wife now?
Walter looked down at the steps with great disgust, and instead of walking down it like Joe had asked him, he raised his toes and floated down with grace. "I wonder if we could get a slide installed. That would be fun, wouldn't it my dear?" He asked with a chuckle, directing it towards Eloise. "But of course, you know Joe. He believes royals need to act like royals. Such a pain he is.. I'd like to show him who's king." Walter imagined Joe in the bottom of the castle, locked up in the dungeon chains, sobbing pathetically.. Ahh... Wait, was that how they treated crazies? Walter hadn't check up on that since the dungeon treatment was first introduced. He really needed to get to that soon, later, sometime. Where was he again? Oh! Yes, introducing the sleepers to the kingdom. Walter quickly turned to the right once they reached the bottom of the steps, and ran towards the training room. He stopped just in front of the door, brushed off his suit, and pressed the handle of the door open proudly. "Hello everyone! I am King Walter, the owner of everything you see in this fair land. It's such a pleasure to-" Walter froze, looked around, then smiled with mockery. "Where's Miss Cassie?" He asked, directed to a formal looking deadie to the left of him. The man shrugged. In the next few moments, Walter grabbed him by his hair, swung him around, and sent him flying threw the window. "Go find her then!" Walter yelled after him, brushing his hands off of his suit.
