Long May She Reign {Sinner}

[Sinner]

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted

The twisting and turning leaders, specifically of Loess, has turned him inside and out. He longs for things he does not have. Things that should rightfully be his. The crown of the southern kingdom. It was there in the shadows, barely visible by the light. But he could see it. He could take it any moment if he wanted. But not just yet. He needed to be patient. But his patience was growing thin. Sinner finds ways to distract himself from darkening thoughts. Desires and opportunities come in waves, but he turns to the only thing he knows he can only have. The very thing that a predator knows so well. The hunt. He hunts more often lately. Valdis obviously keeps herself occupied with their child on the way. Her belly swells with more life than he imagined. A life that he was looking forward to every moment. There was a love there deeper than anything, but love was something he did not quite understand. Perhaps could never fully do. He is too selfish with his own desires. But Valdis was there now, and that’s all he focused on was her. There did not need to be a label upon what the two were (at least in his mind). The hound’s ear flickers, hearing the familiar voice carry on the winds of Sylva. His red-yellow eyes turn into the direction Mary comes from. But when he sees her for the first time, in a rather long time, his lips curl into a rather obvious smirk. It seemed dear Mary had been busy of late. But exactly with who? Sinner moves towards Mary. His smirk remains plastered onto his dark canine jawline, eyes glistening with mischief as he comes closer to the heavily pregnant mare. “Well, well,” he says with a growing smirk hat lifts more in the right corner of his lips. “Mary has been a little busy lately.” He lets out a soft chuckle. The hound does not feel a bit jealous where Mary allows herself to be taken, but he can only hope she is mindful of whom she lets mount her and impregnate her. “I hope you weren’t too reckless.” Because he certainly wouldn’t allow anyone come to try to claim their child to have a go at the Sylva throne, but perhaps Mary has had her own desires laying elsewhere. What are you up to, little Mary?

Sinner

the king of sylva

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@[Mary]