He loves me...he loves me not

*Valentine* · 01-06-2016, 06:42 PM

Valentine needed to have a talk with one of his fighters. He wasn't particularly keen on this conversation but it needed to be had. The King's eyes roved across the Range in search of Einarr. He'd deliberately let some time pass since his fight for Avalon and the ensuing shit fest; it had given him time to think and mull over his options. If there was one thing he demanded of Imperium's members it was unwavering loyalty. With the actions of his mother during the challenge Einarr's loyalty had been called into question. His mother and step father were enemies of Imperium and this potentially put the young Legionary at odds with his pack.

After sitting down near the entrance of the barn Valentine tipped back his head and called Einarr to him. With the changing of the seasons the snow had begun to melt and as a result the river had risen and the ground had become waterlogged. The King doubted there was dry place to be found anywhere in Imperium. Thankfully it seemed whatever forces were responsible for the wooden structure had foreseen similar occasions and built it on high ground. While wet, the ground near the barn was somewhat less waterlogged than say, the low points between the knolls. The walls of the barn would also offer some amount of privacy.

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