@seatedsacrifice from here There was a pause from the Viera now king-consort, blinking owlishly in the fae-light. Though he hadn’t been officially given the Coronation as decreed by law; it was still startling to be called ‘Your Majesty’ in the context.
“I –” There was a pause, shuffling uneasily on his feet. “I was… intending to take a small walk. I cannot sleep.”
“Oh!” Marion said, “Well, would you like company? I was just enjoying some of the night blooming flowers in the garden.”
Marion knew Ophiuchus was a messenger before him. Just as all Viera were. Had heard odd rumors, but mostly wanted to get to know his predecessor during the times he got to stay in the fay realm instead of running about the human world. Of course, he’d leave if told. But he still wanted to try being friends. He figured the other might like someone more down to earth around now he was a kind-consort.
