"I'm not sure if we met the same person, but I did meet a… Riverwood. She just wasn't speaking to animals though," the man responded dejectedly.
"Are you okay, Cirrus?" the king asked, concern seeping into his voice once more. The gloom and depression that hung about his brother were not lost on him. He'd noticed it for a while. His eyes were glazed over as though his mind were somewhere else and it was only getting worse. The will and fire he'd witnessed from him for the larger part of his life were gone from his eyes. He was a walking husk of his former self, "What happened to you?"
"Let's just say… I lost everything, Hamedale," the man responded to him.
As the king led him up, a voice reached them, "Your Highness, I've been looking for you. Your majesty, can I take him off your shoulders?" Rana asked the king, bowing to him.