HE'S SO TALL, HANDSOME AS HELL
HE'S SO BAD, BUT HE DOES IT SO WELL
He smiles, because he has brought them the nicest of gifts. He smiles because they receive it so well. He smiles, because Nicia has come to join them.
The gilded Queen finally makes her debut, a sultry dance as she progresses to their gathering. He watches in amusement as she pecks at Kersey with both love and hate, and purrs when she nestles into his side. Kirin may have his playthings, but he has eyes only for her. He brushes along her mane, nibbling at the delicate hairs nestled between her ears. His lips linger overlong, take such painstaking care to adore her.
It's in smug silence that he watches it all unfold. He would expect nothing less from their iron goddess, or his small, corrupt family. Her mask is a work of art, terrifying to behold, igniting distress as it should. Well it should, perhaps not to the Covelings because they were not on the receiving end. His grey eyes flash at the new comers insubordination, and he starts to impress his displeasure but Raelynx is already on her. He smiles gently and settles, his younger brother had a penchant for pain and inflicting the fire on others. That would do well for punishment, softly he says, "Little closer perhaps Raelynx?" A mere suggestion because he did not order his family around like a pack of dogs.