The Other Brother

Albion didn’t have any desire to think about what he had left behind here for so long in search of the evil that sought to destroy Avacyn’s rule. Didn’t want to think about his not nieces and nephews or the emotional turmoil that took hold of his sister. He didn’t know what Cerberus thought about it but after Scylla he was the one he wanted to hear from most. However, like himself their brother had already had the thought to follow Scylla. Albion was taking the time to rest after such a long trip before. Soon though, he would be reunited with them both.

For now, he was enjoying a relaxing evening with a beautiful lady who invited him to sit close beside her. As far as Albion knew she was single, but he was also well aware of the Mendacium family rules. So however comfortable he found himself Albion wanted to be careful not to go too far.

Fiametta happily contributed to his toast, seemingly feeling the same as he when it came to unwinding and forgetting everything but the here and now. "I don’t know about trauma” He admitted to her, however much he wanted to forget. "But you’re right, no need for a real reason to drink.” Despite having just that. Part of him did wonder what she was hiding behind her mysterious midnight eyes.

"Albion Baskara Klien"