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06-11-2013, 07:21 PM
Pontifex didn't expect to be granted the position that his brother had, whatever that position had been. Why should be granted it when he was basically a stranger. He hadn't done anything to prove that he deserved it, so the king had no reason to give it to him. So the brute was pretty surprised when Gerhardt presented him with the title of Esquire, the highest ranking warrior apparently. The king spoke of his brother in such high regards, saying how his loyalty had never faltered and he'd had such an eagerness to fulfill his duty. Pontifex would do the same. He would try and fill in the paw prints that Octavian had left behind to the best of his abilities. Thank you my lord, you don't know how much I appreciate your consideration. I will be sure to prove my worthiness of this position. You will not regret it. He couldn't hide the tinge of pride that coated his words as he bowed to his king in acknowledgement to his last words, watching as the king departed to attend to the kingdom. A small smile curled his grey lips as he turned to Loccian, tail wagging as he pressed his nose into her cheek. Show me around sister? he said quietly, gaze roving his new home, frame turned inward towards his new home as followed after his sister, somewhat eager to get to know his new home. EXIT PONTIFEX Talk like this |