Unpredictable.

*Isardis* · 07-30-2014, 12:59 AM

He would haunt The Marble Wash almost religiously; silently troubled by the fact Athena had chosen to loosen the heavenly province from Glaciem?s grasp. Though soon Isardis would be sure to re-crown it his own, until he had the numbers to do so it was but a thriving obsession within his wits. Coral toes would fall seamlessly upon weather-perfected marble, pale nails clicking with rhythmic chime as the King meanders with hidden intent; cherry towers loose atop his silvery skull as coral nostrils feverishly devour the scent of a familiar? it takes but a few moments before he comes to realise who she, and the result is but a moment of welcomed astonish. ?Eulari,? he hums inaudibly beneath his breath, ruby gaze seeking his daughter restlessly.

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