gone too long

Albion again felt ashamed at the amount of time that he had been away from Elysium, but at least this time he had a valid excuse. Perhaps he should have said more when he left or sought out some help for his task. However he couldn’t change the past and what was done was done. He had overcome the threat to Avacyn’s throne. There had been a rumor that the alabaster male hadn’t been certain was true when he left and by the time he had found it in certain there was no time to return. He had no companions to make their way back to her highness and if he hadn’t acted in swiftness he wouldn’t have come out victorious.

Now the threat was no more and Albion could return to Elysium with the heads of Avacyn’s unknown enemies. Or th ey had at least been unknown to Albion. From a distant land he was certain, they had hatched a devious plot to end Avacyn’s life and reign. Then Albion had come in and did way with their leader and the rest had scattered. He walked proudly back into Elysium lands, head held high as he dropped his prize and called for his queen.


"Albion Klein"