[The months pass with him acclimatising to a normal routine. Physical exercises are assigned daily, then weekly, training inside his room until he walks unaided along halls and corridors. Light duties are delegated and he chairs meetings inside his room in the daytime. The flicker of worry crosses his face as he struggles upstairs, meeting his adoptive father for the afternoon.
He listens calmly and advises wisely, heading away from the throne room an hour later. Over towards the barracks. Towards men who intend congratulating him on his recovery and his birthday. Two days left. Two hellish days. He shakes his head at the thought, encountering Hendrik on the way.]
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He listens calmly and advises wisely, heading away from the throne room an hour later. Over towards the barracks. Towards men who intend congratulating him on his recovery and his birthday. Two days left. Two hellish days. He shakes his head at the thought, encountering Hendrik on the way.]