It... reminds me of something. ( it was seldom, if ever, that midna spoke of her past outside of this world. but it was different talking with dylas now. maybe... it wouldn't be too terrible to tell him more about herself. ) Of my home.

Those people— no, all of us. We too suffered under the hand of a mad king. ( her eye narrowed as she remained staring at the frozen faces just in front of her. if anyone could understand, it was probably him. )

Someone they probably thought could be trusted, hmph. It's no wonder so many worlds have such little faith in their leaders. ( she too had let them down, after all. )