NIGHTMARE QUEEN

*Vereux* · 06-23-2014, 08:13 PM

There were a few reasons Vereux held no place in his heart for his mother. The thought of her betraying Isardis for another man simply perplexed him. Perhaps if he had known the situation, he would have handled it better, but he had not. All that he could think of was the pups his mother sired, his half siblings and not from his father. He had the urge, the lust, to know the answer. Who was their father, why had she made him help carry them when he was hurt. Sure they had been but infants, but at the time his mind had been boiling in so much pain he had no clue what to think.
Though as he saw Athena with their mother, a slight stiffled growl would grow in his gullet. The bitter boy moved his eye to the side for a moment. Fine.... if she was here, and if she was going to stay he would have to give her a chance to get into his good graces. Vereux had not known his mother had been sick of the plague like he had. Since he hadn't been as sick as the others he had moved around a lot. Though of course he had killed his uncle in that process. Who knew if anyone thought of it as a mistake, but Athena hadn't seemed to mention anything about it.
The muscled boy would move his body over to the two women, holding himself high as he was now used to. He was not afraid to condemn himself a king anymore. Of course Athena overruled him, which he payed no mind to of course. He loved her, and with that passion he was nearly like a slave to that notion. That one large gap between him and his father of course. Though himself would press against Athena. Rubbing his fur against her side as his necklace made it's same metallic sound staring at his mother. "Argent." he would greet mildly cold but still at a respectable tone for the one who had brought him into this world. He wanted to ask her, but he would wait for her to answer Athena.

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