dead white and blue
07-13-2014, 07:20 PM
And it was no true surprise when a pale cloaked ghoul would find the borders to be his haunt; swaying with eerie intent determined only by those who knew him well, appearing to be almost aloof within his endeavours, and yet his elegance is so calculated the former King knows unerringly what he seeks to feed his hungering rubies. A stranger loiters somewhere nearby, cause for alarm within itself, and yet the situation is far from desperate; Vereux and Athena have already found their curiosities satisfied by the charcoal carcass of a woman in disguise, a crow sheltered by the wings of her usurpers. He is as suspicious as he is disappointed, one did not rule a Kingdom with trust so candidly displayed on their sleeve. And yet here stood Glaciem?s new reign, feverishly giddish about the prospect of a new hand to hold. Did they know anything of her authority, her merit, her capability, her history? He pauses a generous distance from the trio, coral skin light upon the wintry backdrop of what was once Alacritis? most powerful Kingdom. And though Athena sought to right Sendoa?s wrongs, Isardis was yet to feel comfortable. ?So quick to trust a banshee you know so little; one can only wonder who she pledges her current allegiances to?? Roman had warned him of a ?Covari? queen, and Isardis would be sure to heed to his daughters suggestions? at least until they were proven otherwise. ![[Image: TgW7k5D.png]](http://i.imgur.com/TgW7k5D.png) |