Cassius isn't deterred by the question asked by the King. Instead, with the same smirk, he looked at his father and then furrowed his eyebrows, giving him the look as if his father had lost his mind. He answered with a matter of fact tone, "My crown, of course. Have you forgotten what I had to do to be here?"
The King could tell the sarcasm, but he didn't seem unhappy with it, instead delighted to see that his son wasn't foolish enough to believe in things like love, which could fade as easy as an ink. He nodded, "Next time-"
"There won't be next time," Cassius ensured, and the King finally broke into a smile.
His grave eyes softened as if he was looking at his proudest son. "Good. Never forget what it is that is important to you, Cassius."
