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They say stories bleached in the sun become history,

and stories whispered under the moon become mythology.

I guess our story,

will one day become a mythology.

Right now it's all so romantic,

but why can't I stop thinking about it?

About what?

The clam noodles that I told you about just now.

I'm sorry to ruin the mood, but I can't stop thinking about

how there were 12 clams in those noodles that day.

Even after we arrived at the restaurant,

my parents wouldn't stop quarrelling.

I was so nervous that

I started counting the clams inside my noodles.

There were twelve.

That's right.

"Dad, there're 12 clams in my dish!"

That's what I wanted to say,

but mom was still firing away at dad.

I mean, what's important anyway?

Dad just kept his silence,

and that upset mom even more, so she fired away at him.

I counted and counted, but without a doubt, there were 12.

Just what was really important

to my dad anyway?

You said you're a God, right?

Then grant me just one wish.

Let me meet my dad,

so that I can ask him why he had to leave me,

with all this burden.

And whether he can still gets a good night's sleep...

...or even eat after all he has done...

...and take all the burdens back that he left me...

He can't even save his own daughter,

and he wants to save the world? I really want to ask him.

That's my one and only wish.

You haven't thought about trying to look for him?

No.

What if I did, and it turns out he'd been in Korea all this time?

What if he's here but chose not to come back to us?

Then what?

What about now?

Is that still your true wish?

To say whatever you wanted to say to your father?

I think so, yes.

What?

Just because...

This is nice.

What?

Do you know why people get married?

Because they don't want to say goodbye at the end of the day.

But that doesn't apply to us, since we live together.

Living together is nice.

Do you have marriages in your realm?

I guess you can say yes, and can say no at the same time.

What kind of an answer is that?

We can, if we want to,

but it's not binding, or being exclusive.

What? But then...

That means you can cheat whenever you...

We're very much free to do whatever.

So that's why Lady Yuhwa's mother is still shrouded in mystery.

So who is this "Lady Yuhwa?"

Your daughter.

She's the daughter of Jumong, and grandmother to King Yuri.

You're King Yuri's grandfather, so I mean your wife.

I told you, I'm single.

I can see through your pretense.

Are you jealous?

What?

Give me a glass of water.

I mean, then why do we have law and order, anyway?

It's all about binding and exclusiveness!

Free to do whatever?

This isn't the Discovery Channel!

Or is it because they're one with nature?

Huh?

Say, you don't suppose...

Your realm isn't polygamous, is it?

How did you know?

Same for the goddesses, some have multiple husbands, too.

Really?

But why, it's only natural.

We don't age, and we don't die,

so how can we devote ourselves

to just one man and one woman for all those years?

Why?

Then... How many times have you married?

I told you, I'm single.

Then what about Lady Yuhwa...

Wake up, woman.

Get me another glass.

One more.

Excuse me,

just what are you playing here?

Can't you tell already?

I'm making excuses to stay so I don't have to go to bed.

What?

Well, then...

What else do you have in mind?

It just so happens that Namsuri won't be

coming home tonight.

It just... so happens.

And?

And...

I'd like to...

- ...watch TV with you. - TV?

Sit.

- So-ah! - Yes?

Where did you get that idea from now?

From something called a diary?

Pardon?

What?

My knees aren't cheap, you know.

Why were you peeking at other people's diaries?

I thought you wrote it for me to read.

And you did it 20 years ago, too.

What?

Just like you said, when you were still a snotty kid,

you'd written this nice poem.

Titled, "Daddy's Lap."

Daddy's lap is mine. Get away, Sang-yu.

Daddy's lap is mine. Die, Sang-yu.

Ha, you call that a poem?

You said you had a knack for writing.

I wonder if the "God's Table" is still on.

I can see right through you.

If I were you, with all those amazing talents,

I'd volunteer to cook until the day I leave.

So, when do you leave?

A message will come for me.

So it may even be tomorrow.

Our time is terminal, isn't it?

When I was an intern,

whenever I met with terminally-ill patients

and their families, with limited time...

I would be overwhelmed with this sense of guilt.

I mean, how would I ever know how they really feel?

Though I tried to comfort them

with what I learned from the textbooks...

Really, it's impossible to even try grasp what they're feeling.

A lot of the time, I ended up throwing irresponsible words

where crying with them might've been more comforting.

But nevertheless, I learned.

From people who get ready for farewells,

and about what stays behind after farewells.

Either for yourself or for those behind,

you end up finding a reason to go on, instead of withering.

And the wandering lost hearts...

...will eventually find a place to stay.

Can I ask you something?

How about you, then?

How will you go on?

For me, it's just another 40 or 50 years,

but your remaining time is infinite.

Can I

be a little greedy?

Can you please live without forgetting me

for as long as you possibly can, for a really long time...

What are you doing?

Are you up?

I woke up early and I didn't have much to do,

so I watched the re-run of the God's Table.

And?

And?

Quiet.

Are you making me breakfast?

Here's a guy who makes breakfast, wow!

This is for me, I was hungry.

Is that right?

Then I should go back to bed.

I don't eat breakfast anyway.

Take your seat.

My stomach can't really take food in the morning.

Take your seat!

Alright, I'll go wash up,

and sit down for breakfast.

He's so cute but I feel like I can't tell him that.

Bet it'll get him mad!

Still, should I?

What if it ticks him off?

It's only breakfast, so we don't need a feast.

Who's going to eat all this?

Do you know how much food scrap is generated...

Just say it, if you like it.

Be honest.

Sit.

Let's eat.

I said, let's eat.

So this is what it feels like

to have someone make breakfast for me.

Eat.

Let's eat!

I locked the door, but there was no flower pot.

He came to give the keys, because there was no flower pot.

I really thought hard about this.

It seemed you weren’t coming in to the clinic for a while...

Should I send it via same-day delivery service or postal service?

Or to call Dr. Yoon...

Who are you to call her out?

Exactly, right?

So I came instead.

Then, how about a cup of...

A cup of tea, this early?

It's never too early for a cup of tea.

Not at my house.

No tea in the morning under my roof.

At my house, you have breakfast instead.

If you haven't eaten yet, why not just join us?

But Mr. Shin's a busy man, so...

Then may I join you?

You're a great cook, Dr. Yoon.

I made it.

This woman here didn't do anything.

It's all my cooking.

Oh, I see.

For your information, this woman is a terrible cook.

She also falls asleep anywhere.

Once she lays down, that becomes her bed.

So I always

have to carry her to her bed.

Me!

And it's so troublesome.

But that's not all.

She doesn't even know how to turn on the lights.

So I always do so, for her.

And she hardly cleans.

So I always clean the house for her.

Now I always take a bath every morning,

and this is very unlike her, but she gets extremely shy

seeing my naked body.

Excuse me!

Am I wrong?

You said you can never get used to the sight.

Excuse me!

Or am I wrong?

Oh.

You said you'll never get tired of the sight.

Let's eat.

Since you live together,

I guess you know a lot about each other.

Oh, by the way, Dr. Yoon.

About your new landlord...

Well, it's me.

Really?

Really?

That's why my deposit and my rent had been lowered...

I told you, didn't I?

That I'd buy the whole building.

Because I'm loaded with cash.

Land...lord...

Thank you so much!

I'm really indebted to you.

It's nothing.

I did the same with all my other tenants.

It looks like Mr. Shin had been a little too greedy

so they'd been suffering, too.

Thank you so much! I'm so relieved now.

It's nothing.

I need to be a good landLORD,

while at it.

I'm sure you'll be a great

- landlord... - Well, I'm the king!

I am...

...the king.

I like how your house bears the trace of time.

I was born in this house.

Though, half of it is now owned by the bank.

It's alright.

It's okay.

Just hold still.

- Dr. Yoon. - Yes?

Haven't we met before?

Not from my memory, no.

Then why do I...

What are you playing here?

Sit.

In my house, you have tea after breakfast.

Give us some tea.

What?

What's with that half-baked authoritative attitude?

This is unreal...

The king of the divine realm, and a half-god, half-mortal?

Why did you even get changed?

I want mine in my mug.

I have my own personal mug, called "Yong-yong."

It's a piece of art that depicts an

ideal master-servant relationship.

I worked what you call "part-time,"

and got it for her.

I want mine in my mug.

Uh...

Just take what you're given.

If you say so, alright.

I'll go finish the dishes.

You two get along well.

If you know, then why did you come?

Because of the keys?

Do you think I'd bat an eye to your childish provocation?

Even if I don't stand a chance,

I thought I'd poke, until I find that weak spot.

As I told you before,

waiting is something I'm best at.

It'll only hit you hard just how

meaningless your waiting is.

And you'll say to yourself, that this life was a failure.

I envy your confidence.

Why, I'm king.

So-ah told me that I needn't feel daunted

by status and social hierarchies.

She shouldn't have bothered.

But anyway, time is on my side.

And it looks like money is, too.

I'm the king.

And I'm her landlord.

Shall we see which one holds more power here?

What?

- Dr. Yoon? - Yes?

You forgot that you were supposed to come to the farm soon, right?

Oh, I'm sorry.

This won't do.

We're friends but business is business.

I'm so sorry, my mind's been all over the place.

You'll be in the afternoon, right? Then I'll also...

Where do you think you're going?

I don't know what you're going to do there,

but it's a no.

Dr. Yoon owes me.

She has to pay the penalties for cancelling the land sale.

In order to terminate this contract,

she needs to pay me money.

I'll see you then.

So why wouldn't you let me sell the land?

Give me some "moooney."

Apparently my servant needs to pay penalties

for not selling that land to that half-mortal.

Because it's our fault that she...

Don't make me laugh.

Looks like that was a call from Habaek.

Hu-ye's doing a great job.

Looks like he's had a good coach.

I still don't want to hear that name.

Don't mention him, if you can.

No, I'm going to, until you get tired of it.

And what's this, anyway?

I heard it's every girl's dream

to be served breakfast in bed my their loved one.

You mean, every foolish female mortal's dream.

Why not become one for just a second?

I thought "loved one" is a pre-requisite here.

How many more steps do I have left to your heart?

50 steps? 100 steps?

Can I even ever get there?

Get out, I'm going to take a shower.

Alright.

She's really the most difficult woman in the world.

Yes, but I know.

Habaek!

No, I can't today.

I have a full schedule.

I'll call you later.

When I go back to the divine realm,

I'm going to turn one of you into a mackerel

and another one of you into a sparrow.

Yes, Lord Habaek.

How are you doing, earned enough moooney?

Huh? Yes.

Sorry, but I'm busy with customers.

Oh, by the way, Lord Judong called.

What?

Where is he? And why isn't he back yet?

He said he'll be back soon.

He said to just wait, and don't go anywhere.

But why did he call you, and not me?

Apparently Lady Mura told him not to call you.

Because you keep on asking for "mooney."

How dare she!

He's...

Apparently he's the one who saved me.

He's the one.

But...

What?

What are you saying?

What?

Alright, I get the part, 'He's the one who saved me.'

And what? And?

What?

That's what's getting on my nerves.

Sorry I'm a little late.

The next shift was a little late, so...

- Mr. Namsuri! - Yes?

I'm having the same dreams repeatedly,

and can't just shake this off.

But I still can't hear the most important part.

Any ideas that can help?

Uh, no...

What?

What?

Anything up with you?

What?

You sound like you want something to be up.

Your relationship's made you all twisted, huh?

There's nothing wrong with my relationship.

Then something must be wrong with you.

I mean, you got together to break up? Really?

Sure, I heard of breaking up because you love each other,

but never "getting together so you can break up!"

You've missed the "in a good way" part.

It's so we can break up in a good way.

- Talk to you later. - Hey!

How's your boyfriend that saved you?

Who would start a relationship like that?

You try so hard, though you know the answer.

I hear you need to pay "interest" when you borrow moooney.

I'll give you plenty of that, if you'll lend me some.

What would I do with money on the other side?

You know I'm not talking about paying in moooney.

Tell me whatever you need.

Will you give me the throne, then?

Of course I'm joking.

Though I'm not always so nice to you,

that's the least thing I'd like for myself, too.

I really want to see you for a long time, you know?

So it's a no?

Well, I could give you mooney or diamonds, you know.

But Mura wouldn't like that.

And I'm a man who listens to his woman.

According to the Internet,

that's being blinded by love.

Well, I like being blined by love.

I'm off.

Wait.

I have business with you, too.

What?

What is it?

What kind of a woman...

...is Mura?

It's about Habaek.

Did you meet with him?

Did you attack his weakest point, first?

It's not like that.

Good job. Show him how mighty you are,

and how powerless he is, here.

Do you mean it?

I won't just send him off like this.

I'm going to give him a good lesson.

Not just a lesson,

but a very good lesson.

It's really all or nothing with you, isn't it?

As you know, Mura is the most loyal out of all of us.

But once she turns back, there's no going back.

So you knew? Yet you...

But of course, I'm an exception.

Our friendship has transcended even that.

Guess I came to the wrong person. You really don't know her.

You can't see her heart, huh?

I really can't beat you.

You seem like you know nothing, but you know everything.

Yet at the same time, you know nothing.

That's what

sets me apart from you.

Yes. You're right.

I can't quite grasp her heart.

So I don't know just how far

I can go with her.

If you'll pay me the consultation fee,

I'll give you advice.

They're so unyielding...

Are they really going to keep this up till the end?

Where are you off to?

Hey!

To work. To pay my penalty.

I told you not to go!

I'm so sorry.

But he insisted on coming.

He's making a fine worker!

I don't know the full story on the other side,

but from what I've heard and imagined,

Habaek's not someone to ever do that.

I can see why Hye-ra's not so happy.

He says he'll pay off the penalties with that.

I told him that I get paid a daily wage,

but he wouldn't listen.

Maybe he doesn't know what "daily wage" means?

If he really didn't know, I would've explained it to him.

But he knows, alright.

I think he looked up "daily wage" on the internet

and saw an article about a CEO doing community service.

A mortal gets to waiver off $500,000 a day,

so how can you quantify a king's labor?

But I'll still give him the honor to.

So lead the way.

So?

How much is the king asking for his labor?

50 million dollars.

50 million dollars.

He'll use that to pay off the penalty and keep the rest.

50 million dollars?

So now you know the power of money.

Nice try, though.

Did you think that if she has enough money,

there wouldn't be room in her heart for me to squeeze into?

With or without money,

there will never be room for you in her heart.

You don't know her at all.

Is that right?

Then why don't I tell you

something that you don't know?

Like there's anything like that.

Oh, there is.

It's something you don't know because you're a god,

and something I know because I'm a mortal.

What?

Mortals...

...are lonely beings from the birth.

What is it, Jingun?

Someone was here.

- Who? - Left this for you, Lady Mura.

- What? - Give me your hand.

I see. Good work.

It's not for over there. A misdelivery.

- Let me help you. - It's alright.

Go help him.

That's okay. It's not like he's a child.

The other Water Gods would freak out if they hear that.

A child?

I'm really curious.

Is he really that great?

How would I know?

That cave was all that was allowed to me.

But half the stories Mr. Joogulrin would tell me

were all about Habaek.

And inside that cave,

Habaek to me, felt like the god of all gods.

The god of all gods?

Not all gods have equivalent powers.

Some can do what some cannot.

But not Habaek, everything was possible for him.

Because he was born a king.

Still, there are two things that even he can't do.

One is bringing back the dead,

and the other is...

...what I'm capable of.

Still, he didn't bat an eye when he saw me.

To be honest, I liked that about him.

But...

Are you alright, So-ah?

He might have to return any day now.

That means he might be gone when you wake up tomorrow.

Still, he came back so I can go on.

Are you done?

Yes.

Tell him I was being generous with the 50 million.

Give me that.

What are you doing? That's not like your character.

What's not my character?

You still have a lot to learn about me.

And about how versatile my charms are.

Want me to show you?

Don't!

Don't do anything of that sort!

Hold on to your heart, in case it might burst.

I said, don't.

Please!

I said, don't.

So? Did I get your heart beating?

From what I read on the Internet,

the female mortals call this "sexy."

Whatever.

Lower your head a little.

I mean, what was that?

Is your heart alright?

My heart is fine,

but my fingers and toes are cringing.

Come here, sit over there.

Why are you so out of character these days?

But isn't this like

when you were sneaking looks at me that day?

What?

You said you have another good 40-50 years left.

That means you need plenty more

to keep on thinking about me.

You're so cold-hearted to just say that.

I'm not saying it, because I'm cold-hearted.

You know I'm selfish, right?

I'll say this, because I'm selfish.

If you can,

for as long as you can...

don't be lonely.

I'm going to remember you

for a very long time.

Are you angry because he didn't pay you $50 million?

Still, he offered $5,000 a day, just because you're king.

So let's go work every day.

Every day for 10 days

would be more than enough to pay off my penalties.

If we both were to work together, that is.

Sounds fun, us working together...

So let's go there tomorrow, and the day after that.

Let's go there, every day.

Let's work together.

And let's be together.

Alright.

Where have you been?

And what happened to you?

Why are you here?

To bring good news.

Congratulations.

Oh, this is something I put together on my own.

Because it's all about formality.

I mean, I even got dressed up!

I thought I should dress for the occasion.

The messenger must've been real busy,

he didn't even bother showing his face.

The sixth crimson waters have come.

It's time you prepare for your return, Lord Habaek.

The rest is in there.

I kept it simple and wrote it big,

so it's crystal-clear.

I'm off.

Just so you know,

you do know what'll happen

if you don't go back, right?

Let's go in.

Come on, I'm hungry. Let's eat.

Let's have dinner.

Your sexy back's not bad.

Come on.

It's not like we didn't know.

So don't look like the world just ended.

I mean, it's not like you have to be back this minute.

Even if it's just empty words...

...why won't you beg me to stay?

Why?

If I do, then will you say?

No.

I can't.

Exactly.

So don't get my hopes up!

Besides, I'm not that kind of a girl who stands in her man's way.

So let me tell you why I won't beg you to stay.

I mean, think about it.

You're great, because you're the king of the gods.

If you weren't and without your powers, what would you do here?

You'd just be unemployed and take baths all day.

You don't like to work, and all you want to do is drive,

so I'll have to end up as the breadwinner.

Stop watching movies that go,

"I'll give up my everything, because all I need is you."

Because that's the quickest way to lose a girl.

Tsk, tsk.

How can he be a king when he's so sensitive?

Lord Habaek!

- I'm back. - Why are you back so late?

I've had all kinds of offers, now that I have an ID.

A 24-hour barbecue place also offered me a job.

So in the daytime, I'll work at the duck boats...

- Quit it. - Sorry?

The messenger was here.

So we're really going back?

Start getting ready, not like last time.

Yes, sir.

Happy, are you?

You should've seen his face!

It was as if the world had ended for him.

Man, he really got on your bad side, didn't he?

On second thought, I should've just

not told him about the messenger and let him stay.

But isn't that too big a price to pay for your anger?

If Habaek isn't crowned king, he'll perish.

Can you really go on without him?

Besides, Habaek knows it himself.

His dilemma isn't about whether to go back or not.

So go easy on him.

I hate you.

Who do you like better? Me or Habaek?

Come on, me or him?

You... You...!

What?

Me? Not Habaek?

Yes, you.

- What are those? - Huh?

These?

- A gift from your fans. - What?

I heard you got mad your fans

for sending you gifts, and now they're scared of you.

Right.

But some still insist on sending gifts to you,

so your assistant was having a hard time dealing with them.

So asked for one.

Because I wouldn't mind anything with your face on it.

Oh, and that gift box that was in your room.

Yes, that one.

I had some cookies from there, too.

Oh. Glad you did.

By the way...

Why do you have that?

What? Huh…

Oh, I told him to throw it away but he left it here.

What would he know?

You're a real goddess,

so it's not like you'd need those mortals' love.

I mean, these socks are just pathetic, right?

You even scoff at my diamonds.

Right?

Yes...

Only pathetic mortals would

find meaning in these.

Let me take these off your hands, then.

I like anything with your face on.

What are you doing?

Are you going somewhere?

Do you want to come with me?

This is the place.

The place where I made the foolish decision.

December 20, 2004. 11:35 p.m.

I even remember the exact time.

After Dad left,

I devoted myself to my studies, because I wanted to be happy.

The truth I believed in, as you said,

was the truth I wanted to believe in.

Because, as you said...

that's much easier, and less hurtful.

Your father abandoned us.

Think of it like that.

Otherwise I would've had to devote my entire youth

trying to understand my dad.

But...

I didn't know my mom was falling apart, behind the closed door.

I hated her, then.

Even after mom had passed away, I'd managed to hold it all in.

That day, I'd stayed behind at school for extra studies,

when suddenly, it all surged in.

Those emotions.

They grappled with me,

and before I knew it, I was engulfed by them,

and they'd pushed me off here.

There's so much love out there in this world,

so why didn't God leave any for me?

Why only me?

Why?

Why does he only hate me?

If dad picks up,

that's proof that God still loves me.

If he doesn't,

that's proof that he really hates me.

That's the conclusion I came to myself.

Please...

The number you are trying to reach cannot be connected at...

But dad never picked up.

So I decided to plan a most hateful revenge.

I'm going to make him regret this all his life.

But of course,

it's only become my most shameful memory.

And once again,

here I am, standing in front of another big farewell.

Would I feel what I felt back then,

when I threw myself off here?

Or...

Have I all grown up?

I was curious.

Thank you,

for all your love.

Let's go home and eat.

The proposal of this company is...

Hey!

You know, I've been thinking.

So tell me, what did you mean back then?

Are you alright?

You want me to be human?

Well, I am a human alright,

with 22 pairs of autosomes, and a pair of sex chromosomes.

So when you told me to be a human,

I couldn't figure out what you meant,

so I even went through my textbooks on DNA!

It's been such a headache,

and do you know how many pills I had to take?

I've forgotten it all since it's been a while since I graduated!

So what's the reason you making me study all over again?

Uh... Ja-ya?

What's this about?

He's looking down at me!

So what if he's a mentor at his church?

Who's he to make me study?

It was my grandpa behind on this, wasn't it?

How much did he pay you?

He paid you, right?

Hey, spill it! He did, didn't he?

How much did you get paid? You got paid? Am I right?

Let go!

Are you stupid?

What does DNA have to do with kicking Dr. Yoon out?

Exactly!

So do you really have a thing for So-ah?

Miss Ja-ya.

Why don't you just give up what you're doing now?

Doesn't it require a broad chest,

as well as using your head?

What?

I'm not interested in being curvy!

Broaden your chest, and be a human!

Chest? Be a human?

Why am I getting more homework?

Hmmm?

What?

Is it the first time you've seen me naked?

Is that towel from my fan, too?

Ah, yes.

And I love it! It's got your name on it, see.

Why that...

It's not like there's a whole heap!

What are you doing?

This is really moisturizing, you know!

You...

What?

What is it?

Is that...

Are you upset because I took your gifts from your fans?

No! Like I ever would!

I thought you didn't like them.

You said they're from those pathetic mortals.

I don't. They're filthy.

Tell your fans that they can send gifts again.

Don't act up.

It's not doing you any good.

What would you know?

I didn't, but I know now.

I don't really like the design.

So are there 50 steps or 100 steps left for me?

Or have I made it in already?

Let's take you head on.

Get lost.

Okay.

So diamonds aren't her thing.

Then a gold ring!

A gold ring...

What brings you here at this hour?

What is it?

I finally solved the last puzzle!

- What? - About my dream of you.

Oh, that again.

Since you're here, join us for dinner.

This is no time for dinner!

Well, dinner is important to me.

I wanted to have dinner with just him,

but you're my only one and best friend, so...

But you know, you're really a nuisance.

I told you before, right?

At first, I wasn't sure,

but someone kept coming to me to tell me something.

Not sure why, but it just seemed like you.

And what do you know?

A few days later, you showed up all dripping wet,

and said something, but I couldn’t hear.

But since a few days ago, I finally started to hear you.

That man...

Yes? That man?

What about that man?

He...

Apparently he saved me.

He saved me.

But...

So I thought it was your boyfriend for sure.

I even took it out on Namsuri that you're showing off to me,

even in my dream!

Can you please get to the point now?

The rice is ready so I need to start serving it.

You said, "but."

- "But?" - Yes, you said, "But..."

In other words, there's a twist.

It's been weighing my mind,

but I just couldn't hear the next words.

You really left me hanging.

What, is this like "The Usual Suspects?"

Oh, this is more than that!

Anyway, but then...

But then I heard it, just now!

Aw, really? Congratulations.

So what did I say?

It was something huge!

Someone who saved me... is that man.

But...

He's the one who saved me...

...that man...

...but...

But the person who saved you...

the one who saved me...

...wil be my...

...Reaper.

- What? - The person who saved you

will be your Reaper! A Reaper!

You're going to die!

What?

Miss Servant is going to die?

No!

I think today will be the last.

Why me? Why?

Instead of using your powers for going back,

you're going to use them on her?

It's a god's duty to protect.

If you're not crowned king, then...

What if I were to perish?

Don't even speak about it.

If I can't even save her, how can I call myself king?

Is that more important to you than your own death?

- He's going to die? - I told you I'll protect you.

He's going to disappear from my memories?

I love you.