Moving On

Chimera had been meaning to pay a visit to Balthier's sister, but a King's work was never done. He was glad, and a little surprised, when she sought him out instead. The tri-color brute had just finished up a task in his office and had been padding down the long, wooden walkway that connected all of the wings of the compound when he saw the small woman nervously approach. Mismatched ears shifted forward to catch the timid fae's words. She wanted permission to move to a different bungalow. It was amusing that she felt the need to ask.

"Azzurra," he greeted the small woman with a nod. She had mentioned that it didn't seem like her brother was coming back and Chimera nodded again. "He asked permission to leave and I granted it." The brute's pale gaze watched the woman's face for any sort of reaction. Would she be upset by the news or relieved? "He claimed to need a break. Whether he'll return or not remains to be seen." If Balthier didn't return or at least send word to the Fenmyrian King, it would be difficult for Chimera to allow him to return when and if the day came. "I assured him that you would be safe here."

"Come," the giant man began moving across the island towards the bungalows. "This is your home, Azzurra. You don't need to ask to choose your own dwelling." He led the fae towards the bungalows, wondering which she would choose. "You aren't alone here. If there's anything you need, just ask." Chimera was a generous king and cared for his wolves well. Azzurra wouldn't want for anything while she was within Fenmyre. Perhaps she was shy and not used to such a thing, but she would have to get used to it.

"Chimera Klein"