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Artist : Azen_瑚月 (weibo / pixiv)
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I love pending Valentine's day with @azenzeph
@its-not-aphase Azen has the funnest streams and the neatest characters. The subject came up of Edge growing out his hair and... Edgepunzel was born! The second picture is just an extra surprise~
some matchy things of thems two
As the messenger left, Hast looked over the report. It didn't take long for him to finish and pass it off to Rui, after calling her inside his bedroom. As the Executioner looked over, Hast struggled to sit upright on the bedside.
"You know this means it's time," Rui said, placing the report on the Emperor Dal's nightstand.
"Yeah," Hast strained as he set his bad leg on the ground. "But you've read it just the same as me. Since they're coming here, at least give me the chance to talk with them first." Rui Law bowed her head, but she was stopped as she moved to help Hast up. "No, no, that's fine. Today, at least, I think I can make it to my throne on my own." Despite the grunts of strain and pain, the Royal Executioner honored the Emperor Dal's request, and simply left the door open for him as she went to don her own equipment.
As he threw on his golden robe, he looked over his gilded room. Despite his eternal love of the golden shine, he couldn't care less about the symbols of wealth anymore. Instead, his focus was solely on a necklace crudely fashioned from a sandbeast tooth, one that predated the Dal Empire's founding. Putting it on, he grasped the tooth tightly as he limped towards his throne, focusing on the memories the necklace brought him to distract from the pain. As he finally made it to his throne, he stole a single glance at the jet-black armor of his Royal Executioner, as well as the crimson shine of her greataxe.
"And now, we wait for Sol's 'friend' to arrive."