I'm back at the throne room again. I bumped into a guard on the way back. When I went to apologize, and looked at the visor on the front of their helmet, obscuring their face, they were completely still. Their hand was on a sword hilt at their side. Gripping it tightly. I asked if they were okay. They were silent. Just staring at me. I was getting uncomfortable when they snapped out of it, apologizing and asking if I was hurt. Their helmet muffled their voice a bit, so I couldn't hear it correctly. I said I was fine and asked about them. They said they were okay too, seeming to relax quite a bit. They let their hand fall from their sword and hand at their side seemingly nonchalantly, though I could hear leather squeaking faintly as they clenched and unclenched their fist. After an awkward conversation, I said I needed to get back and they agreed. When I was walking away I heard them say clearly: "Bye bye, happy Papy." It wasa whisper, but I heard it. I don't know how, but I did. I turned around, confused and sorta freaked our but the guard had already left. Now I'm sitting here in front of the throme room writing this. Deja-vu. LOTS of it. What they said, how they acted was as much as a faded memory as that damned smell! I just want to remember! But I can't. Where's that from? How do they know my name? Who are they?!