Oct 14, 2017
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A hand was placed on the disturbed fanalis’ shoulder, he startled her. It was then that he brushed his other hand through her hair when she finally turned to look at him. ‘ --Shh... It’s only me Morgiana. ‘
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@brogilos
A hand was placed on the disturbed fanalis’ shoulder, he startled her. It was then that he brushed his other hand through her hair when she finally turned to look at him. ‘ --Shh... It’s only me Morgiana. ‘
@brogilos
He greets her at the palace gates, formal robes trailing elegantly behind him. He’s certainly unused to his new title and hesitates for a moment as he sees her entering, but he does manage to correct his train of thoughts. While he is, in a way, in charge, he is not nearly as influential as he once was. Some stress has been lifted, replaced with the veil of newfound anonymity, and he does not bear the same weight he did in his younger years.
With that in mind, he’s able to smile at the familiar face entering.
“Morgiana,” he greets. “How long have you been traveling?” Koumei knows the answer, of course, and knows she must be eager to rest and relax before their meeting. So he leads her with a nod. “...Come... You must be hungry, yes? I’m... Not sure how much you care for Kou cuisine but we’ve made an effort to prepare something within your tastes.”