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Hi guys I had to take a break because ummmm I may have made a life choice that was not the smartest and had to learn the consequences of my actions I think
looking back at my first reaction to his profile and its like. such a fascinating brand of horror and dread. like oh my god. she doesnt know. she doesnt Know
@cyberpawn asked: i'm always dreaming, even when i'm awake, it is never finished. the last unicorn starters || accepting
Geoffrey rocks back slightly on his heels, the only kind of reprieve he really allows of himself when he's at this post. Offset from the throne, at the bottom of the few short steps leading up the dais. Never at the level of the monarch, no. Always below, hands clasped loosely behind his back, the sword at his side enough of a threat even when he isn't touching it.
In spite of his best arguments for heightened protection, his promises that even those of lesser rank are fit to serve, thus far the captain of the royal guard is the only one to have been called upon to defend the crown during these public appearances. It was a role he'd mostly served alone under the last king, too, but that was different. Everything was different. It makes his jaw tense, and he casts a sideways glance at the figure on the throne now. Their posture is all wrong, and they're fidgeting in a way that's entirely unbecoming of a sovereign -- and he has to bite his tongue to stop himself from correcting them like he once would have.
That isn't who they are anymore.
Every time Vale shifts uncomfortably it all but echoes in the cavernous space. There are other staff and servants and advisors scattered about the throne room, but none are closer to the king than Geoffrey. Certainly not close enough to hear it when they sigh and mumble something about dreaming, and from the corner of his eye he catches the way Vale pinches at the bridge of their nose like they're fighting off a headache.
If only it were all a dream. If only the sun would rise tomorrow and set everything to rights. The knight's lips begin to part, as though he might say something in response, but then there's movement at the other end of the room, an announcement, and the doors swing open. He straightens his posture and focuses his gaze ahead, and forces the doubts from his mind. It isn't Geoffrey's place to question the will or rule of the king. His place is here, sword at the ready, a dutiful distance away.
Guess whose birthday today:)
It's my BIRTHDAY
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A ring summons me down the passages of my stagways. A path long treaded, and a ring seldom heard but welcome. The stag tunnels, now freshly made, thread through Pharloom and after long awaiting, I am no longer alone. My grandbaby accompanies me on my journeys, and we are here to bring you where you need to go!
{LAST STAG! Another blog by @fantasydragon08
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