Jewelry/Formal Wear
“Do you accept the light and the darkness of my life?” As it was expected in the private ritual of The Asking, he repeated the question that the tradition required.
“I do.” Runaan said and humbly lowered his head before him, exposing his horns. With care, Ethari slid the Ambyth in Runaan’s horns.
[Fic related] The Many Phases of the Moon











