"Wonderful," Roger replied. That was very nice for them, wasn't it?
The two boys waited until the Prince smiled at them just a little. "Pleasure to meet you."
THEN they fell all over themselves. "We heard the battle at the keep was so great!" Soren said, his hands making little excited fists. "That You Majesty commanded a great army of Balambish and Trabian men against the Galbadians."
"Valiantly though you were out numbered," Roger added. "Until the aide of Lord Strife from the rear."
"Right! Oh and your Majesty, everyone was very worried that you were hurt. Are you doing well?" Soren asked, frowning a moment. He seemed fine.
Sora laughed. Wow. Okay. "I am fine, Lord Blakely. And I suppose it was similar to how you tell it." Sora didn't feel like that, but he still carried a scar of humiliation at being dragged off the muddy field half dead. "But I heard brave boys like yourselves fought hard here at home, and I am very grateful for that."