"D-Dad," Shion the Second said, his voice trembling. "T-that's impossible…" He ran up to the King's bed.
"Shion," the King turned his head toward the sound of his son's voice. "I'm sorry. More responsibility will fall on you now. You'll have to be my lector and my scribe."
"P-please tell me this isn't real! People can't just… just go blind like that!"
"Sweetheart, I know you're hurt just like all of us," Haru said gently, "but we have to face reality."
He reached out a hand to pull Shion the Second into a hug, but the boy pushed him away.
Asahi and Yuri stared at him, shocked.
"You don't understand anything!" Shion shouted, tears starting to stream down his face.
"Shion, don't overreact. It's just a few more duties – you'll manage," the King replied calmly.
"Easy for you to say!" the younger Shion yelled and ran out of the room.
He dashed down the corridor to his room, leaving a heavy silence behind.
Haru sighed.
"I can't believe he's acting like this," said Shion quietly.
