Message in the pulse, lost my past in the basement
08-18-2014, 12:30 AM
The lands were quiet ever since Isardis left, ever since everyone had stopped caring about their blood legacy. It didn't help he had been fighting his own demons of boredom, trying to do his best in his position so that he didn't have to worry about Athena. Perhaps becoming a bit of a workaholic had been what was keeping his mind occupied. Summer had rolled around like no tomorrow. As the man patrolled the borders as he was supposed to in the mornings. His green emerald eye watched the outskirts expecting a war to loom over their shoulders. As they had when they were younger since they had grown up in one, and yet peace wasn't as exciting as he thought it would be. He gave a mild sigh, only alone would someone see him show this sort of emotion. Around others who weren't close he was fairly stoic, but some wolves would always catch that glimpse of his soft underbelly occasionally. Though he could be a horrible king as well, he had killed his uncle, and wasn't afraid to kill again if the situation called for it. But of course, that was supposed to be a secret wasn't it. ?I speak? |
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