Perhaps Fate had always intended this moment for adventurous, thrill-seeking Nash. That the boy would wanted to see every mile of this known world would be firmly grounded by a throne instead. His first real flight had been to the Isle and it had been to Leilan that he had smiled at. It had been Leilan that he wanted to share that moment of pride with.
(And he can recall it vividly, even now. The black pebbled beach is one that he still lands on regularly. It's a place on the Isle that he is particularly fond of.)
Nashua isn't far from that Beach today, returning from another small respite with Noel and their growing children. Elegance was missing again, Luminesce was out trying her new wings (what a shock that had been). The triplets continued to thrive and the newest addition - Benjamen - had started to settle. The Hersir had returned to the Isle fully prepared to inform Leilan on the happenings within Taiga and news of Reave when the Freyr magically appears before him.
Lifting his blazed head, Nashua's pale nostrils at the shock of having the Northern King arriving so suddenly. The gust of magic that wafts off him rustles the dark brown wings at his side and the striped pegasus has to readjust them slightly. There are plenty of other things to speak of: how Yanhua seemed distracted, how he found Aela creeping along the Nerinian border (because what good could come from his sister?)
But @[Leilan] has other plans.
"Wha-?" the younger stallion asks sharply. Nashua looks up, searching the face of the man that he has considered a father. What had brought this on, and so suddenly?
"For how long?" he finally says, realizing that whatever has spurred this decision is one that Leilan won't be deterred from.
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