Trust Me, Everything Will Be OK

Five minutes later, Arthur touched his familiar pig-faced bruises and decided to let Russell off for now. Life was short; who was right and who was wrong did not matter. What mattered was that everyone was happy.

"I remember now. You really did say that. I was the one who forgot."

"It's good that you remember!"

Russell guided the water-ball elevator toward the direction indicated by the arrow, slung an arm around Arthur's shoulders, and worried over him. "I told you your brain wasn't working properly and that I needed to use physical tracking to help awaken your lost memories, but you didn't believe me. Now the facts are right in front of you. You can't deny it anymore, can you?"

"I won't deny it again."

Arthur put an arm around Russell's shoulders as well, looking like they were the best of brothers. "Honestly, you helped me grow again. I don't even know how to thank you."

"Come on, we're brothers. Why be so polite?"

Arthur nodded. Then he would not thank him. Changing the subject, he continued, "I was drunk and lost my memory before. Can you tell me about my mother again?"

Mera beside them also looked over with concern. When she had been young, while her parents had been fighting abroad, Queen Atlanna had taken care of her for a time.

That was also why she had tried so hard to find Arthur's good qualities. She loved the person, so she loved those connected to him!

"That's easy."

Russell spoke as they walked. "Back then, your mother, Queen Atlanna, was cast into the territory of the Trench Dwellers to fend for herself because she gave birth to a half-blood with a human—namely, you. It was really a cruel death sentence, but she did not die..."

"No one