Dancing Through Life

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She had been a particularly new addition to Valhalla, but at least she was doing something as opposed to some members. He was quite disappointed in the actions of, well, everyone after the meeting. They had all let a lot of people down. Syrinx had started to grow skeptical of if he even wanted to be King, but he knew the answer. Even if he somehow did not become King of Valhalla, he would be a king, and his subordinates would hold their tongues. They would not flit around like they had something in mind, something better. Gracious, he would not be a king Valhalla was used to. He could admit, however, his reign would be fair. Punishing those that deserved it -neo- and leaving those that did good to do as they pleased; rewarding them.

So, she wanted to come with him? That?d be fine, he supposed. He was up to no particular good and well, he didn?t plan to be. Shrugging his shoulders and nodding he would offer her a minor grimace and carry on, ?Don?t mean to scowl, just disappointed in a lot,? yes, he was referring to the outcome of the meeting. First of all, Maverick was going to marry a sister of his, granted, not Epiphron, so one should consider that a victory. Regardless, Adravendi blood would be tainted. Secondly, Valhalla had acted with poor taste. He was displeased with them. Shrugging his shoulders the Adravendi sire would turn on heavy legs, and move beside her, ?What, uh, did you want to do??
"Speech!".