The Other Brother

Much like Fia, Albion wasn’t usually one to intrude and be social. He kept to himself and to his family circle, but that wasn’t appropriate for one of his stature. He was still of royal blood despite the fall of his family. He had greatness running through his veins and he needed to act like it, that was why he was planning on getting drunk with one of Elysium’s princesses. Her expression softened and somewhat unexpectedly she invited him closer to enjoy their brew together.

Much like her older sister Albion couldn’t deny that she was an attractive young she wolf, he wasn’t about to ignore that fact. However reserved he was. "And dulls the mind.” He added to her comment about heart. He was after the mind altering capabilities more than anything. Still trying to come to terms with what had happened to his dear sister. She went on to offer a seat beside her, mentioning her expectations of solitude. Albion raised a brow curiously, but decided a warm and friendly body to sidle up to was a welcome one. He wasn’t one to be overly affectionate or touchy, but there was something about the way she looked at him.

"If you insist.” He rumbled nonchalantly as his huge frame shifted to sit beside her, nursing his own bottle of wine as he relaxed against her. "To escape.” He toasted easily as he brought the bottle to his lips and took a long swig.


"Albion Baskara Klien"