take me somewhere nice

Mortis still had his responsibilities as Heir, with border patrols and training, and huntings. Once Siren had fallen asleep, he had gently let her down, and gone in search of a safe place on the island to stake as their own. It took him longer than he expected, and by the time he returned to her, she was gone. There was the scent of adults around her, and he suspected she would be alright. Parents weren’t the bullies in her life.

He returned to the Armada just in time to do his patrol, and spent some hours in boredom as nothing happened or changed. Along the edges of the Armada.

It was getting late by the time he was free, and returned to Ashen to check on his charge. He found her more easily than expected, she was on the landbridge that he skated across with some ease. He trotted towards her, and sat down besides the tiny form of the snowy girl. “Hey Siren, did you have fun with your…?” he wasn’t sure of the relation of the adult he had smelled.