The Other Side
09-27-2013, 02:20 PM
She would smile at his having accepted her offer to become her son, but she would ask only one thing of him.I ask only this. Set aside any anger that you have for Chrysanthe. I raised her when her mother died, and she is my daughter by heart. When her father gave her and her siblings to me when his mate passed, I believed myself barren. Though that has been proved false, she and her siblings are as much my children as if they were my own blood. Chrysanthe is a wonderful leader, despite her young age. She and you are about the same age, in fact. Chrysanthe. She was the red-faced queen who had fought against the Ice King. The cobalt titan would dip his head, a silent acceptance of her request. He had no reason to hold ill will towards the Valhallan queen anymore. The man she had fought was no longer his father and the pack that was his was no longer his home. There would be no problem with him accepting Chrysanthe. The only problem would be if she would accept him or not. He would have to travel down to the west in order to speak with her and hopefully make an alliance between Tortuga and Valhalla. And then his new adoptive mother would rise, nudging his shoulder as she informed him that she needed to head back home and help the healers stock up in supplies. She didn't miss a chance of informing Seraphine that she too had to head home. And with a wish for good luck, the ivory woman would disappear back the way she came, back to Valhalla. A quiet sigh would slip past the king as his attention returned to the wolves surrounding him, wondering if any of them would speak up. Talk like this |
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