['Don't do what?', the question is on tip of his tongue but he swallows it down before words have a chance to form, deciding against them. Because, despite his confusion, he could tell what Silco meant by that. Buckingham had once or twice scolded him on similar issue. The way how Richard would continue to hold his tongue rather than voice out this thoughts, shutting himself inside his mind. However, the truth simply was that most of time he did not have an answer. Not with his thoughts so often leaving claw marks on the walls inside of his mind as he tried to make sense of the world and himself. Leaving him resorting in staying quiet, just like now with Silco.]
She's my wife. Her duties include overseeing the education of our son and making sure that things run smoothly with our servants and that's it. Ever since my brother's passing I have been needed at the capitol and help support our new king as he prepares to ascend to the throne. I have a retainer to take care of my lands during my absence. [It might sound cold and restricting but that is how things were. It was woman's job to stand by her husband and support him while also provide him a heir. And as far as Richard was concerned, Anne had performed her duty well, especially when one took into consideration the unusual situation and unforgiving limits set by Richard himself.
Richard lifts his chin up a little when the fingers reached to slide along his jaw, providing a better access his features.]
Of course. If one is not able to stand out and prove themselves to be the shepherd among the sheep the plan will fail and burn. The false leader will be fed to wolves. [Despite the grim nature of their talk, Richard found himself enjoying from it. There was something almost reminiscent to it. How many times he and Buckingham had similar secret meetings, away from prying eyes as the plans for deceit and betrayal would pass from their lips to one another.]
There will always be those who'd seek for your destruction once you've obtained the power. It is simply in human nature. In those cases you must be the one holding reigns over the narrative, make your supporters see nothing but your story and reject those who'd try to rebel against it. That way you will have an army behind you as you crush the protesting voices.
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She's my wife. Her duties include overseeing the education of our son and making sure that things run smoothly with our servants and that's it. Ever since my brother's passing I have been needed at the capitol and help support our new king as he prepares to ascend to the throne. I have a retainer to take care of my lands during my absence. [It might sound cold and restricting but that is how things were. It was woman's job to stand by her husband and support him while also provide him a heir. And as far as Richard was concerned, Anne had performed her duty well, especially when one took into consideration the unusual situation and unforgiving limits set by Richard himself.
Richard lifts his chin up a little when the fingers reached to slide along his jaw, providing a better access his features.]
Of course. If one is not able to stand out and prove themselves to be the shepherd among the sheep the plan will fail and burn. The false leader will be fed to wolves. [Despite the grim nature of their talk, Richard found himself enjoying from it. There was something almost reminiscent to it. How many times he and Buckingham had similar secret meetings, away from prying eyes as the plans for deceit and betrayal would pass from their lips to one another.]
There will always be those who'd seek for your destruction once you've obtained the power. It is simply in human nature. In those cases you must be the one holding reigns over the narrative, make your supporters see nothing but your story and reject those who'd try to rebel against it. That way you will have an army behind you as you crush the protesting voices.