This Is Only Part Two

*Isardis* · 01-20-2014, 07:29 PM

Unsuspecting and just as invited, Sin?s presence would become well known as the foul odour of his twisted stench would invade cherry naires, uncouth and galling. The woman was reluctant, unwilling to share the troubles that frolicked so half-mindedly about her wounded gaze; she was broken, a shell with crumbling innards, no more than a face stained by a void that lingered in darker places. His son ignore him, crawling by his side without so much as an acknowledgement, Isardis scowled; coral towers pulling against his skull as a false snap was directed towards the foolish boys quarters, ?You know nothing of superiority, your lack of respect is putrid,? and it was so true as the words would spit his lips. You did not turn your back on a King, and most certainly not your father. It was not an attack based on assumptions, but purely a directed lesson towards the boys actions within that moment.

It was then the woman and boy would both begin to share idiocy, filthy words dripping from tarnished lips. A short bark would mark the Kings frustration, hackles lifting as rubies would narrow upon the pair; he was no longer a vistor here, but stating his dominance, his heirachy. ?I have no interest in the stupidity you both plead. You?ll return to Glaciem at present; it is no right of yours to stake private claims upon women when you hold no title, you?re the body of an empire, boy, and until you prove yourself the crown you wear is no more than a plastic lie,? it was rare Isardis seemed so painfully serious, usually an unfurling creature of toy and pleasure. But something was off about the child who seemed so fond of himself and his brittle mind. One false move and the ground that wedged beneath his bloodied paws would splinter and cave towards the flaming core of disgrace.

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