My dear sister
02-19-2014, 07:05 PM
She had forgotten how stoic he was. He'd been like that even as a child, as she quickly remembered upon seeing his featureless response to her arrival. He didn't look like he'd seen a ghost, and he didn't look like he was thrilled or overjoyed. He simply looked. "Yes Isardis has formed quite the empire," she would note, neither thrill nor joy in her vocals. She wasn't sure how she felt about his mass procreation, but it wasn't even the Queen's place to speak against it. She would never tear him down, even behind his back. He told his tale, albeit briefly, and a brow would rise in interest. "Warlord.." she breathed with reverence. "I've no doubt you did us proud." Her words were slightly garbled as she didn't open her mouth completely, allowing him to nibble a small amount of affection upon her cheek. Quickly, and hopefully before he pulled away, she would aim to swipe her tongue across his maw in greeting. It had been some time since she'd seen him. "So what are you going by now? If I recall correctly we called you Ortzi and Etern. Of course if you prefer Warlord... I suppose it wouldn't kill me to call you that." A light chuckle rolled off of her tongue, finding his presence to be uplifting and pleasing. ?speech,? |
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