She listens quietly, calmly, to the Nightmare Knight's explanation, in spite of how angry she still feels. It's... a sad one to hear. So he hid this truth from her for 495,000 years? She can easily imagine it - how unbearable that must have been. After all, she can relate to him. She, too, has kept the truth about herself hidden from him.
"I felt much the same way," Rosemaster says at last, looking down towards the rotted wood floor. "Millennia ago, I suppose you could say I developed a... conscience of my own. I looked at the people of the Flower Kingdom, happy, smiling, carefree and... I envied them. I envied their lives. And I wondered why I was created to hurt them, to destroy their happiness. What reason did I have to do such things, I asked myself?
"But I kept those feelings a secret, for all this time. I resigned myself to my fate, because you... you accepted me for who I was. And, in return, I trusted in you completely. I would bear any burden, even go to the edges of the universe, if it meant... giving back to you what you gave to me."
She looks up at him. There's one thing she still doesn't understand. "Why did you not just tell us the truth?"
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"I felt much the same way," Rosemaster says at last, looking down towards the rotted wood floor. "Millennia ago, I suppose you could say I developed a... conscience of my own. I looked at the people of the Flower Kingdom, happy, smiling, carefree and... I envied them. I envied their lives. And I wondered why I was created to hurt them, to destroy their happiness. What reason did I have to do such things, I asked myself?
"But I kept those feelings a secret, for all this time. I resigned myself to my fate, because you... you accepted me for who I was. And, in return, I trusted in you completely. I would bear any burden, even go to the edges of the universe, if it meant... giving back to you what you gave to me."
She looks up at him. There's one thing she still doesn't understand. "Why did you not just tell us the truth?"