#{ ooc: in case anyone wonders where I've been right after I said I'd come back- }

[macuilsung]

(gallant-gained) "Sing for me! Please."

@gallant-gained​​ via Send "Sing for me" for my muse to sing yours a song (closed!)

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“At once, milord!” With a lowly dipped bow to Prince Siegbert out of the way, Forwin already made to brandish his trusty instrument, testing with plucking and strumming to ensure that everything was in sound working order. For the future King of Nohr this eve, there would be no arrangement, not a borrowed tune with his added flair and whim providing new flavour... no, this next little ditty will be a Tyrell original. Time for Nohr’s esteemed court musician to do his job!

Key of G Major, for a jaunty prestissimo (200 beats per minute).  And a 1. And a 2. And a 1, 2, 3, 4...!

♪ “Well hey there, young master! Just another lov’ly day Birds a-singin’, flowers bloomin’ Won’t have it any other way

♪ “But wait there, young master! What’s got you feeling blue? I see your smile can’t reach your eyes My goodness, it’s all askew!

♪ “Could it be because you think of darkness way out there, Clouds casting doubt on whether you’re actually worthy?

♪ “Then here’s a secret with you I’ll share, my dear sweet little heir: His Royal Highness on the throne... We oft forget he’s just flesh and boooone~!

♪ “Though heavy be the head upon which the crown will rest Where every passing day puts your character to the test Don’t lose heart, young master, For your story’s just begun! Allow yourself some joy, good sir For you’re more than Xander’s son!”

Yes, Forwin wrote this number out of a sense of kinship he felt towards Siegbert. The rigid and demanding responsibilities of nobility, seeking a comforting gaze only to find expectations so heavy their weight could grind your soul to powder... these were the same troubles the bard knew all too well due to his own upbringing. Perhaps he would consider sharing his story with the prince over tea sometime...

...but for now, however, he would sing brightly and play on with vigour, his lyrics weaving in truths and lessons he wished he learned as early as his formative years.