"I'm so sorry." you say.
"It's alright. When I was young, it was hard to forgive. All I
could think of was revenge. It was not the way to live. Tyle Sands
suffered then. Their Lord was dead. And I was not dead on the outside,
but dead in the inside. Finally, my old nursemaid slapped me and
brought me to my senses. All that you see now is possible thanks to a
slap from a simple nursemaid." he says with a nostalgic smile.
"And it's truly beautiful." you say
"Don't you remember anything?" he asks.
"No. Not really. But when I feel the wind on my face. When I
smell the flowers. I think of home. Like Tyle Sands has always been my
home." you say.
"I've been Lord of Tyle Sands since I was 15. It's not been easy.
Sometimes, we are attacked by those who are jealous of our success and
happiness. We call them the Outlanders. They steal, cheat and kill.
The leader of the Outlanders killed my father when I was 12 and my
mother managed to raise me until I was 15. She died from a long
sickness." he says sadly.