Despite the Lies

Syrinx had an allurement to the dove that dared to come now. She was delectable in the most effeminate of ways, but that was not his addiction to her. No, she was more so a drug and he ad to wonder how much of her was a hallucinogen, because no woman should have such an effect. No woman should have been allowed to walk so near him in the dead of the night and be so bold and ave so much similarity to him that he possessed some regard for her. Artemis; poisonous and righteous more so than everyone else. Though, perspective seemed to define him and it was no doubt to him that perspective also defined she. A smirk pulled across his lips as he found her and came to her. He watched her hungrily analyzing her movements. The question was natural and seemed only fitting for her to dare ask, and still he laughed. She asked for a reason. Perhaps she wanted to know if they were on common ground. Was it her time; was the lady ready to actually maintain a life as a Queen tis time.

"Glaciem. I want it," He didn't even necessarily require Glaciem, but he still needed to rule. He needed to be the king of something that was magnificent and Glaciem needed to be restored to its former glory. Syrinx was not a liar or a selfish man. Isardis had dont a good job conjuring up followers. Now it was the fire king's turn. That was, perhaps, why Isardis and Syrinx could not be a king while the oter was. They were far too opposite. Together, they were far too dangerous. A wry smirk passed across his lips and his ears pressed against his skull as he took a step towards her. He wasn't so adverse to a lack of distance. He had no trouble creating a bridge of sorts, "You're ready to be a Queen, but do not do so on a whim," Even Syrinx was waiting for the appropriate time to strike Glaciem's leaders. If he waited a moment then it would be easy for him to stir up chaos from the get go. He knew his first move--the adults their freedom; the children their enslavement. From there, mothers would fall to his command...and from there likewise would father...for Glaciem was a family unit and he knew they wouldn't tear apart for such simple means.