I almost laugh, but I don't cause it's rude. I look at him confused. A child that is a king? A child with the entire responsibility of ruling? How is that possible?

"I'm sorry, you're the king?" I ask. 

He nods.

"I am King Ezran. You don't remember?" He asks.

I shake my head. 

"I remember nothing." I say. 

I turn. This is all so confusing. I don't remember anything or anyone. Aaravos saved my life. I was broken. I was dead or almost dead. I look at them. I feel something with the Moon Shadow elf, but I don't feel anything with the others. What is going on?

"I can show you to Katolis, just please let us tell you what we know about you." King Ezran walked forward.

I turn away. Should I listen? I don't know them. I don't even know myself really. All I know is Aaravos. Why are they reacting to him like he's bad? That puzzles me the most. He saved my life. I would've died without him. He taught me magic. 

"Alright." I sigh.

I turn to them.

"It's a deal." I say.