@ecIipsedfate@vedthevisionary / can you imagine little dainsleif having irmin as an almost constant presence in his life
and then one day he's just
gone
and the only time he gets to meet irmin again is when he becomes his twilight sword
@vedthevisionary beyond him.
but he snaps out of it once his tea is poured. )
mm... thank you, dear prophet. i do hope i'm not taking away from your precious time.
( he takes a sip, despite the scorching liquid. he doesn't seem to mind it. )
@vedthevisionary ( he watches that light blue fade and it gives irmin some time to think.
what a strange situation to be put in. he was too young to become king, to leave his friends behind and now — they're his subordinates.
when vedrfolnir returns, he's still deep in thought, almost staring —
he waves his hand upwards.
` rise, twilight sword. thank you. `
he glances away, spreads his legs apart.
` things are moving very slowly as of late. perhaps the calm before the storm. have you chatted with your brother recently? `
` i am not. i assume i popped up in some conversation from a dear friend. `
he leans back in his throne, resting his head on his fist.
` i suppose you've wrapped your training for the day? `
Has just dismissed his second in command to relay a few orders to the other Black Serpents. He looks over.
"Bless you, your majesty. I hope you are not coming down with anything?"
@vedthevisionary good, then i keep my health streak going.
( not his mental health, that is slowly deteriorating.
he leans back in his chair, eyeing vedrfolnir thoughtfully. )