"You are the chosen one, my lord. Nature loves you, and our God has declared that you are his envoy in the world. You might not know this, but if you see Forest Elves, they will serve you because you are our chosen king."
I can only look at him in shock and utter a single word.
"What?"
No! I don't want to be a king! An heir and future lord is already too much for me. Now you want me to be a king?
"Don't worry, my lord. They will not kneel in front of you or something like that. The other forest elves will not give up their power so easily. They will not give up their position as a king even though it is a word of our God."
"Huh?"
"I can see it in your eyes, my lord. You did not want to be a king. You are just like that, my lord. You did not want power; you only wanted to spend time with your loved one. Even though I look young, I'm seventy years old and have seen a lot of things. You are one of these kinds of people. You are a pure person with no greed inside your heart."
