DARKER TIMES

*Azalea* · 07-29-2014, 09:30 PM

"That sounds like a good plan, Azalea. Perhaps we can both spar together sometime, as you work on your fighting skills. God knows, I need to try to stay in shape." Azalea felt her lips pull into a smile though she tried to fight the humor. "Perhaps you should get unpregnant first,"
"I want you to feel like you've earned the rank you're given. When you feel ready, come see me and we'll discuss it further." She would nod, glancing into the dark woods ahead of them. Snow still clung to the ground and Azalea didn't even think about it anymore. It was so odd to get so comfortable with the cold and winter, though it had always suited her with her thicker coat.

"I'd say I'll be watching your progress, but I wouldn't want to sound stalkerish." Out of the corner of her eye Azalea caught Roman's smirk, meanwhile she was again trying to force down her smile and released a huff of air from her nose, show that she was also trying not to laugh. "Roman: Regium Queen and NOT a stalker. Very good to know."
Azalea sighed, realizing how happy she felt. It the most relaxed she had been in forever, she didn't even recall being this care free when she was finally reunited with Sarak. There was no dark horse over her shoulder.

"How are your children doing?" The question threw her and Azalea had to stop herself from repeating what she was telling everyone else. For a moment she was silent, a frown plastered on her face. "They've transitioned well enough, I really doubt they even realize they came from some other place. Sarka doesn't talk and Raziel HATES being away from me. Not sure what to make of it but otherwise they're pretty normal if not a bit more clingy."

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