STANDING ON THE ROOFTOPS

Quote:Will they recognize him, he wonders?
He has been gone for long, taken away by a childhood sense of adventure and kept alive only by his own sense of cunning and will power. Alas now, he has returned; the child of King and Queen, royalty in the flesh returned by pure luck to the borders of his homelands. The scent brings nostalgia to his nose, and for a few moments he lingers at the borders, letting the feeling of home overtake him. He says nothing for a while, before he lifts his muscular neck towards the heavens and unleashes a summons for any within the Kingdom.
He wonders of his mother, of his siblings, of his father. He hopes they will remember him, but the striking resemblance to Isardis should be enough by itself to mark the teen an Armada. For now he reclines, relaxing as he awaits entrance to his homelands. He has seen much within these past few months of life, and he is ready for normalcy.