[SilentFeather]

King Tristan cleared his throat once more, sitting down as his legs grew tired. He wanted to be independent with his words but at the same time he wanted to be adored as for who he was. He felt like a burden, trying to impress a King who was also troubled. He wanted to be brave, he wanted to be able to lift his spirits, love him for all of eternity. Not even death would grow dull like a wilted bright red rose. He heard the others speaking to him, feeling his anxiety and nervousness rising like a roaring flame. He wanted to be a strong, loyal and trusted lover. He changed his behavior, speaking bluntly but with much respect. He sighed, looking into Beriadan's eyes, with the utmost respect.

"I apologize for being so weak. That is my burden." King Tristan said. "And I have done everything to gain his trust."

"I shall be an equal of my better half." King Tristan, trying to be a husband but so far all was too much to bear. Through it all he remained hopeful, trying his hardest to gain the trust of the other King. He sighed softly, sitting where he was meant to sit. He spoke, trying to be more of who he was meant to be, a understanding husband who was on the same level with the other King. He would do that. He was eager to see the other King again but knew that he had to be patient. This was his first time being with someone but he tried to understand that he needed to be more dominant, understanding, loving and understanding. He knew that his King was busy with many various tasks but he wanted to be with him like that one particular night he and him slept beside one another. 

"I will prove myself to my better half, even if it takes an eternity." King Tristan spoke to each of the high ranking High Elf's. "No matter what."