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05-30-2013, 11:41 AM




If he could have, he would have cleaned himself up a bit before greeting the Valhallan woman, but as it were he was here, bloodstained and all. The smile remained on his lips, overjoyed to have a Valhallan in the Kingdom once more. The last time it had resulted in a betrothal being set, he wondered if this would be the message dictating when the wedding would take place. He knew it was coming in the winter, but a specific date had not been given. The woman gave her own apology, but he shook his head gently. "I had just finished when I saw you here." She hadn't interrupted a thing, save for a quick bath after his meal. But that could be done any time, as this was probably far more important than bathing. The woman introduced herself as Epiphron Adravendi, the daughter of Cairo. Ah yes, he'd heard quite a bit about Cairo. Collision had mentioned him, had he not? Anywho, Gerhardt was familiar with who the man she spoke of was. "I have not heard about you personally, but your sire's reputation is legendary." He hoped that would suffice for a compliment. The girl was still young and had yet to make a name for herself (that he knew of) but if she was anything like her father she would certainly have one in time.

She continued, stating she had a proposition. How intriguing. Ears flickered forward in a display of interest as he reclined onto his haunches to listen to her proposal. She wanted to allow her sister to stay in Valhalla as alpha, and in turn come to Seracia as Princess and eventually Queen. How interesting indeed. The King pondered this for a moment, before a query came forth from diplomatic lips. "Is there a reason that your sister is unwilling to go forth with our original agreement?" The question was rather light-hearted in tone, as he was not objecting - just merely curious. It didn't rightly matter to the King whom his son married, so long as the girl was of Valhallan blood. Of course perhaps Chrysanthe was willing, but maybe Epiphron was more willing? It all seemed a bit confusing to the King.



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