i always wanted to die clean and pretty
but i'd be too busy on working days
After meeting with Vulgaris, Litotes and the Tephran king agreed to meet at the border of Loess and Taiga. There, Heartfire will join them, and the trio will face the havoc Loess wishes to wreak head on.
The Archon would be nervous if three of the four kingdoms were not banding together to take on one—or he might be nervous if that was his nature, or if Castile was not still considered a friend. Still, while not anxious, he is itching to get the entire ordeal over with. In light of his personal life, all of the kingdom squabbles seem so trivial, and his once raging heart only wishes to turn its magma to cool rock.
The real tragedy to Litotes is that what he once found powerful and welcoming he now finds irritating, and he may lose one of his first trusted friends.
Never mind the death that may reign if three leaders fail to stop Castile.
The unfortunate fact of their situation is that this may all turn to war no matter how the dragon king takes their arrival. This the cremello thinks as he and his trailing son stand upon the scented border. He turns to look at Ghaul and finds that pride blooms in his chest at the handsome sculpt of his son’s face. The horns that are beginning to grow from his eye sockets do not seem an eye sore to the Archon; in fact, he thinks they quite suit his son’s personality (and painful emergence into this world).
“Ghaul, stand next to me, at least until the others arrive.” That anxiety he rejected before now burns his throat. He knows Castile to be a volatile man, and he hopes that he will not make Lie regret allowing his son to tag along.
@[vulgaris] @[Castile] @/[Heartfire]
