[What memory can he call back of the Pale King? He has many. Most are tinged with his own feelings, the lingering bitterness and frustration at the vessels' fate - but in this moment he can only think to call upon something happy.]

Your father was the one to call me to Hallownest and request my aid, and when I encountered other residents of the White Palace it was at his side. With his retainers, the Pale King was the picture of the aloof, unmoved god and monarch - but with the White Lady, he expressed much more genuine emotion.

That they loved each other deeply, I was certain of from the first time I saw them together.

[And no matter what tragic ending that love found, that moment is a pure one still.]