Mars

*Isardis* · 01-30-2014, 09:24 PM

He had been meaning to speak with her, and yet he hadn?t quite found the time. But when a loitering flash of white would pass his ruby gaze, the frigid King would meander after her, lips light with pleasure. She hadn?t seemed to notice him, the wind her enemy in that moment, and yet Isardis would not take advantage of her unknowing; simply waiting, waltzing after her and making no real efforts to conceal his presence. Of course, the elegant sovereign had the genetics to do the work for him. ?Roman,? he cooed softly, tranquil, effort cast the an attempt to not startle her as she found her place silently within the sound. ?Could you see yourself as a leader, an eternal ally to your father?? oh well, he was right to the point, wasn?t he? He would come to halt by the salt water?s edge, teasing the calm shores with pale toes.

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