You must know that I never thought much of you at first. You were just a member of a family that I wanted to help, because I didn't want to see other living creatures in pain. I only wanted to give the egg back. I never thought that your parents would invite me into your home. Oh, it was such an honor for me! No one had ever called me "son." No one had treated me as kindly as your family did.
At first, I thought that your legs, bare and exposed, were disgusting. But as I lived with you and your family longer, I began to see how elegant they were, for they did not pick up the sand and become messed up. And oh, the way you walked! It delighted me, to see your graceful strides, with your tail carried high, so that there was no danger of it being touched by the sand. There were so many other little things, little beauties. And you were smart-you taught me so much, so much that I thought I would use when I prepared to travel to Beyond the Beyond to educate your brother.
After I became king, I still thought of you. But there was so much to do, so many dangers, that I had no chance to return to you. And then the Striga came, and with his sweet words engulfed my mind. Only when your brother came, young Cory, was I able to break free and set out, to seek the truth. And perhaps, just perhaps, to find you again...
Wasn't it ironic that we next met on the field of battle? You joined in just in time, to help me in the fight. I feel that I might have fallen if I attempted to fight by myself. And I nearly went yeep when they tried to kill you, and only failed because of the rabbit. He saved you, and me too. And I could feel what you felt for me, when you gazed at me with those eyes.
I love you, Kalo. But I heard from Cory that you already have a husband, and a young'un. I know we can never be together.
But I still think of you.