[The choice of his words weren't completely accidental. They were very similar to those that he spoke to the other lords when seducing them to support him. Just like back then, even now he was trying to reassure his lover to trust in him - look for support and comfort from him. The same way Silco did to Richard so many times.]

I already do. [And then, to solidify his words, Richard craned his head up and pulled Silco closer, sealing their lips into a kiss. It's not particularly deep or passionate kiss, but not a chaste nor shy either. It carried the heavy meaning of a promise, like a silent oath that was being shared. He slowly, pulls away while keeping their eye contact. Well, since Silco had offered a view to his own mind and what tormented him there he ought to return the favor. ]

There is a deep, burning anger inside me. [Richard's voice is silent, almost like a whisper. As if he was revealing a secret.] I can see how people look at me here. The way how they scoff and laugh at me, shake their heads as if I don't know any better. Like I'm wrong. [He had endured those kinds of looks and comments from the people in his own world too. The way they would whisper behind his back and look his small body in ridicule. Richard had trained and fought hard, learned their ways to redirect any doubts away from himself.] The anger eats me. I want to cut down a lot of them, slaughter them and set the damned city on fire.