Time after time

Jane congratulated him on his passage into parenthood and Artorias could only chuckle as well. "Thank you! Although sometimes it feels more like the gods are testing my patience with those little fuzzballs!" He laughed while he walked with Jane back towards their castle home. He wondered how Ezra and Emile would feel now that their sister had returned home from her travels. The Adravendi family had diminished much over the years, but they were a tenacious and proud bunch. They would not be made extinct so meekly. Jane assured him that her room was free for others to use, and while he appreciated the sentiment, the Aegis shook his head adamantly. "Your room is your private space, Jane. It’s yours and yours alone. I would never allow another to take what’s yours." Besides, the castle had plenty of space for guests and new members alike.

The two wolves approached the castle walls and crossed over into the flourishing spring gardens. The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of a dozen species of wildflowers and blooming trees, the vibrant violets of the wisterias bursting with color all around them. There were few things Artorias loved more than these gardens, especially in the springtime. Art turned a warm smile to Jane and dipped his head in appreciation to her words. "I know you would. You and I were born in the Hallows. This will always be our home. I know everyone will be overjoyed that you’re back." As they approached the foyer, Art gestured for Jane to make herself at home once more. "Make yourself comfortable, Jane. Get some food, get settled back into your room. When you’re ready, we’ll reintegrate you back into your role again."

"Artorias" | "Carpathian"