He gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "You don't have to have it all figured out today. When the time finally comes, you won't be alone. You'll have your family, your team, and you'll always have me. We'll figure it out together."
William stopped walking and crouched down on the path, bringing himself eye to eye with his son. He rested a hand on the boy’s shoulder.
“Yes,” William said. “I do.”
He held George’s gaze for a few seconds, before continuing. “I’ve been scared of it for a long time. +
"papá?"
he stared at the ground, kicking a pebble along the path as he conjures up the question he'd wanted to ask.
"do you ever get scared? not, like.. scared–scared, of spiders or anything … "
he eventually looked up at @prncewles, young eyes meeting the older pair. »»
It is a massive weight, and you are right—people do expect a lot from us.”
William paused. “But being scared just means you understand how important the job is. It means you care. If you care about doing the right thing for people, you're already going to be a good king." +