A quiet morning

The Warlord snorted in soft amusement. He knew Azure’s opinion on the kids, just like he knew that they had grown on the Champion more than he’d care to admit. “It’s the first you have to watch out for” he said, glancing at Azure in amusement, before the full impact of his own words caught up to him. He thought of Asla and Indigo who had dropped off the face of the earth, and Mortis who was… uninspired. And sighed.

“Halo surprised me. I assumed she would lose and get the itch to fight out of her system.” he admitted. “He’s a slave that isn’t striving for as much as he should. He’s complacent. He needs a good kick up the rump. Your children are doing well. I do wonder when Basilisk will stop growing, and eating us out of house and home.”


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