Actually, it was quite the opposite...the longer he stayed with the king the more he was making sure he forgot...he would never, ever know, the king wouldn't LET him know...and at some point...he'd stop wondering all together-it'd stop mattering to him.
but there was no choice but to keep going-he walked further into the catacombs, a seemingly never ending twisting maze of tombs, dark and silent and empty.
