White Wedding

The lifetime king delivered himself as quickly as his old bones would allow, and though it had been against his initial inhibitions, he had decided that it was not his time to die and he had to see his children, had to make sure they would be taken care of. With this, this bond, that Epiphron had become so willing for, Cairo was certain that everything would fall into place for his daughter and that she could accept the future ahead of her, though, he also hoped that she would be able to be strong and be able to retain her independence. Though, it was she that was going to a new world, it did not mean all was lost, no no, it was only the beginning.

The man pulled his frame before that of the other leader, Gerhardt, and his eyes fell among the crown of the king, his glare hardened and oldened, yet simultaneously wide and soft, "Welcome, Seracia, to Valhalla. As we speak, the feast should be pulled in, and a ceremony awaits, Now, who is this 'Maverick' that wishes to marry my daughter" he was, naturally, unaware of what was here, of what this was, and of who to expect, but naturally he was composed, he was soft, and he was careful as he had been instructed to be.