He gave a small chuckle, eyeing her softly.
‘ I’m old, but not that old in the eyes of our people. Give me another three hundred years.
But I’d love to show you some, whenever you’d like. ’
@WingsOnStars “Fine. You have yourself a deal.” She said, extending her hand out to join with his.
She really hoped she wasn’t making a mistake by doing this.
[Starter for @WingsOnStars]
The stars always looked different in Velaris. They looked alive.
Perhaps it was because the city welcomed them like someone coming home after a long journey.
Or perhaps for her, it welcomed a part of her she didn’t know she was searching for.
—
@WingsOnStars “And what happens if I forget to tell you I’m entering your court?” She said back.
“And how big of a tattoo? I can’t let Helion see I’m making deals with the High Lord of the Night Court, you know.”
“That must make them centuries old. You’re dating yourself, Az.” She teased with a soft laugh.
“I would love to see some of the collection you have. If you would allow it.”
@musclesrings Altair let out a chuff noise behind her, which got her to look back with a raised brow.
“What are you all huffy about?” She chimed, before her attention went back to Tatum.
“Dragons can have their moods. Especially when they’re close to their riders, it seems.”
@WingsOnStars “A tattoo? What type of deal are we making exactly?” She said, hesitantly extending her hand, but not quite placing it within his grasp. She wanted to be sure before she committed to anything.
“A deal that you won’t harass poor Azriel anymore than you already do?”
She listened intently as they walked together, her gaze fleeting ahead as they walked, and back to his face.
She was happy to see him smile. The way it reached his eyes in the fading light.
“I would think you would an expert of the other courts, given your status as Spymaster.”
Happily walking them through the city, politely smiling at her.
‘ I like that.. that’s an interesting way of putting it. I read mysteries.. lot.. they seem to be my favorite. And a few history books too, learning of other courts and different legends. ’
[Starter for [@STRAWBERRYVALK]
The training ring should have been empty. It was far too early.
The sun had only just begun to crest the mountains, washing the stones of the House of Wind in pale gold. Dew still clung to the grass beyond the—
@STRAWBERRYVALK —floating away like fading constellation.
“Mother above. You scared me.” She said with a soft exasperated laugh.
“Where did I learn this? Back in the Day Court.”
She said quietly, taking a moment to catch her breath, wiping the sweat from her brow.
“If you want to—