There are some mistakes in this drawing, if you notice them, please ignore them-
Anyway, insert some more story of Inkwell Plumage Reign;
A rather.. unforgettable sight, Theseus thought.
To see the Crowned Prince revealing he is an Avian and has been for a long while.
He stood before the Emperor, back straight as a plank and face neutral, wings folded high on his back.
Theseus lowered his feathered ears, the feathers shining in the candle light of the large chandelier far above him.
The Emperor stared with his face hidden, the large crown on his head striking fear even into the most noblest of warriors.
Prince Technoblade and Wilbur stared, shock staining their eyes, Prince Wilburs even more so than Prince Technos.
He didn't bother looking to Ranboo, he was the entire reason he even had to do this.
The Reigning Crown started walking, stepping past Theseus with a wave of his hand, limping through the path that the crowd previously made.
He blinked, turned heel and started stepping in line behind the Emperor, no matter how uncomfortable it was to walk a gait that wasn't his own.
The closer they got to the large doors, the more his chest and throat tightened, the more difficult it became to keep his wings from lashing out.
But he kept himself calm, it wasn't exactly easy, yes, but he managed, in the end only his feathers fluffed up to make himself look bigger and more intimidating in a rather pitiful attempt.
The doors opened, giving away to the long hallway Theseus has known all his life.
Theseus walked behind his Flo-
Theseus walked behind the Emperor on the carpeted floor, his primary feathers brushing against the material.
He inhaled, wings rising.
He exhaled, wings lowering.
He will only need to explain.
Heh, another cliffhanger, hope you enjoyed the lore??