She slightly inclined her head in response to Jonathan’s acknowledgment of her arrival.
—— That will depend on what the evening brings, my dear Jonathan. Enjoy yourself.
The Queen flashed a bright, white smile, her teeth turning sharp and pointed as she grinned.
His eyes fell upon the familiar figure that was the queen.
─── It's our honor to have you with us tonight, your highness. I hope you enjoy the event.
He offered a gracious bow of his blond head.
#𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡𝐵𝑎𝑙𝑙
While the Queen would not yet bestow the gift of congratulations upon the joyful couple, @Burn_TheWorld and @teremunsaid, she would briefly grace them with her presence at their festive event, taking a seat amongst her knights and curiously taking everything in.
#DesertBall
@Burn_TheWorld + grass giving way beneath her bare feet, as though bowing at her mere presence.
She had to admit there was a slight hitch in his aura, a fracture of sorts.
— You expect me to believe you are changed?
@Burn_TheWorld A new person.
This revelation struck her in an odd way. Was he the same angelic demon she once knew and cared for? Or had this resurrection turned him soft to the deserved destruction of our enemies?
Was he tempered?
The Queen stepped down from her perched position, the +
@Burn_TheWorld prickled her nerves and set her teeth on edge, though she remained as stoic on the outside as ever.
— So, the rumors are true.
Jonathan Morgenstern lives.
@Burn_TheWorld — Her instant reaction was to fall back into their old habits, to lay affection upon the one she saw as her companion, her match. But the prick of disdain that itched beneath her clawed fingertips would not allow her such a comfort tonight, despite the show of respect. It. —
@Burn_TheWorld — meeting place, should her guest choose to accept the invitation extended. She would speak to him now or forever close the door between them, still undecided of his fate.
@Burn_TheWorld — and that their power would have far succeeded that of even the angels themselves.
And certainly not when he had somehow miraculously returned to life without a single letter after all she had suffered.
The Queen placed herself upon the nearest rock at the designated —