"You adorn your kingdom in flora. I have not questioned it, but I suppose I've wondered." He grinned. Not sadisticly, as he often does when speaking of fine details, but modestly. "It is a sad story truly. I wasn't always like I am. I remember very little of before. But, I do remember a rose adorn within my hands that night. Blood covered the rose, my blood. The flower died shortly thereafter."