Their shoulders relaxed. I didn’t have any aspiration to retrieve my castle, or my throne. That was for another life, not this one. My eyes landed on Harry. He looked exhausted. In more ways than one. I know my friends saw things that they never expected I would do. The conversation we were going to have would not be pretty. I know how much he valued taking the moral high ground. Which was another trait that reminded me of Arthur way too much. So similar that I would have thought it was him if it wasn’t impossible. That sort of magic was extremely rare, ala horcruxes like Voldemort. Or in my case, not possible.