ardent

the king returns



Gerhardt


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07-20-2013, 04:28 PM




The spring air normally would have smelled heavily of flowers, and faintly of wild grapes that grew in the croplands. But on this particular day it smelled of blood - the King's blood. The day was almost spent, with evening coming on soon, followed quickly by night. The King let out a groan as he watched the bird soar upward and land in a nearby tree, perching so that she could overlook him at all times. Amethyst eyes slowly closed as he tried to rest and conserve energy. The ebbing ache in his neck was slowly growing, morphing into a stinging pain. Pontifex came, his scent giving him away far sooner than his words did. The King's eyes slitted back open, almost sorry to let the man see him this way. He only suffered a moderate wound, but his emotional exhaustion was extensive. I would be most grateful if you could find a healer. Seracia wasn't the largest territory around, but he certainly didn't fancy the idea of wandering over every inch of it looking for Loccian or Themisto. Amethyst eyes met golden, remembering the day he'd accepted Pontifex into the Kingdom. How skeptical he had been of the man on that day, and how marvelously the esquire had proven himself. Another came, this time a female. A smile wrinkled his maw - laced with a bit of pain as she uttered his name with concern. Aeil, such a kind soul. Her gentle nuzzle of affection was graciously received. Aeil, he remarked with a note of friendly affection. Your King has been to battle with the former Queen. The former Queen also being his ex-wife. Oh how his nose wrinkled at the thought. He had loved her once, but no longer - not after seeing her in such a wretched state of insanity. It then occurred to him that he really didn't know the extent of the wound on his neck, as it was on a place he could never hope to view on his own. How bad is it? He would question either of them, though he suspected Pontifex would be going any minute to retrieve a healer for him - at least he hoped.



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