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[lukazlaskaarchive]

@alistairwarren​: 29A

It was common speculation across Aladonia that wardens upheld a long tradition within their ranks. One of a carnal nature. Something about mages bonding their bodies with one another at the start of a new partnership, which would strengthen their magic as well as their working relationship. Lukaz knew this to be true for himself, anyway. He spent a long, taxing evening with his late mentor after he ascended to role of a junior warden, and now it was time for him to do the same with the young mage who’d someday replace him — given the presumption that he lived long enough to do that.

“You feel divine—” Lukaz groans, pounding into his junior warden with sure, steady strokes, unforgiving in their intensity as he was told they should be when he was on the receiving end of them all those years ago. “Inner tightness means your magic is strong... it means you’ve got the stamina to hold it all within you, and then release it—”

[ofswordandcrownss]

@alistairwarren​

Though most of the nobility and royalty of Aladonia had found themselves in Dele for a solemn affair, Daemon had found that it seemed as though most people were taking it as an opportunity to host various dinners and gatherings in the hopes to find a fitting suitor for their unwed children. After all, it was a place full to the brim of royals and upper nobility, and thus people were hoping to match their children with someone of a worthy station. Truthfully, he found this dreadfully boring - and inappropriate, given the circumstances - but he was never one to turn down a gathering with handsome men and pretty faces.

As he was chatting with a young noble, one that was timid and shy and not one that had wanted to talk to him in the first place - his parents were watching nearby, hoping that this would end up being a good match - when a beautiful face caught his eye. Pardoning himself from the noble, taking his hand and kissing the back of it before saying goodbye, Daemon made his way towards the gentleman with a soft smile upon his lips.

“Now, I knew that wardens were blessed by Fityx to carry their magick, but I didn’t realize that they, too, also were blessed with their beauty,” Daemon spoke as he looked upon the other. “Or perhaps Fityx simply decided to bless you in more way than one, mm? Either way, it is a pleasure to formally meet you. You are the junior warden of Eddis, correct? If so... I might just have to start visiting Eddis more often, if it means I can gaze upon your beauty.”