[ᶰᵒʷ ᵛᶤˢᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ DER WOLFE]
run, run, run away-
Buy yourself [αɴoтнer dαy] ;
whimsicalmartyr
ragenindenhimmel
illicitsoldier
sorrowoftheseas
bindingvines
aquaticknight
redheadroyalty
♞;- Golden orbs scanned the crowd of faces presented to him. There were a few who he recognized as royalty, others as those who he had seen in Der Wolfe at one point or another. Though there were quite a few unfamiliar faces, as well. Crossing his right forearm over his chest and placing a hand over his heart he bent at the waist to bow. He thought he would wait to introduce himself, seeing as many must have already known who he was having served the King and Queen for a few years. Standing straight and at attention once more the raven haired male nodded.








