An Oath of loyalty

Azriel · 09-12-2024, 09:42 PM

I am the righteous hand of God

He had saved Oath for the last of Atreyu's siblings. Not because he was least important but because Azriel wasn't certain of how to approach the situation with him. He had expected threats, had expected the protective brother thing, but he hadn't expected them to not see him as good enough for Atreyu. It had been a knife to hear it implied by Oath in his chest. A sad fact that he couldn't be seen as worthy enough after being so loyal with the family for almost two years of his life. He had almost died for them. Oath even knew but still he had shoved the knife in his chest metaphorically.

Az shook the thoughts from his head as he padded down the path to the shrine. If he knew Oath like he thought he did, such a place would attract and facinate the other man's interest. Hopefully he was there if not then he was guessing wrong.

The sun had just begun to sink as Azriel moved towards the shrine and he sighed. The heat had him testy for certain. He despised how hot it was, but he wasn't going to force the lot to move for his comfort.

Walk, "Talk", Think

And I am the devil that you forgot

_{Art and code by Asena; lines by Srynix}

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