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PYROS GIVES A HEAVY sigh. as he sat upon the bench, a slight gust of wind had knocked his bookmark to the ground. he tries to lean forward to pick up his fallen bookmark but he fears he might rip open his stitches if he bends over. ❝ excuse me, ❞ he starts, swallowing his pride. ❝ do you think you could — please — pick that up for me ?? ❞
STEPPING OFF THE KRADAECAN boats, her arms are full of medical supplies that she isn’t too sure she’ll need-- after all, they weren’t here for war, right ? ❝ lucy, honey, stay near mama. ❞ but the last thing her daughter is is obedient, so she isn’t too surprised when she watches her run off the boat and towards the castle. dropping the box, she’s quick to run after her and she’s glad that lucy is stopped by the leg of a familiar person. ❝ forgive me, she-- she just learned to walk and now she just runs EVERYWHERE. ❞
“People who live in glass houses should not throw stones.” His tone is cold as he narrows his eyes. He couldn’t help the way he snapped at them, his temper getting the better of him for the time being. Fingers flexed at his sides as he drew in a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “Unfortunately, it is none of your business. If it were something you needed to know, then you would know about it.”
Prior to the feast, Isabella had found it relatively easier to find peace. In the confusion, and shock, she supposed, this was no longer the place. People were absolutely everywhere, and it sucked. Her temper was flaring, and it was all she could do not to draw her daggers at the slightest aggravation. “Sooner or later, we’re going to have a find a place to put everyone,” she pointed out, folding her arms to hide the fact her hands were balled into fists. “We can’t live on top of each other like this.”
THE DAWN HAD COME, and with it --- respite. in his youth, the king of norden had cherished his time as the wolf... but now it was turning into a burden. his age ( forty-six !! when did that happen ?? ) was taking its due toll on his body, and the form of the wolf was growing more and more painful with each passing shift. not to mention how hard it had recently become to hide, with everyone living in tents a few feet from one another. STILL, henry pushed on; he had to, after all. walking back from the woods in the morning ( limping, quite noticeably; his joints were like rocks ), henry grabbed the clothes he’d set out for himself and began slowly putting them on his scarred body, unbeknownst of anyone watching.
Magnus was feeling better and he had pushed any...visions or whatever it was from his mind as best as he could, he had things to do and much to think about too, mainly in regards of what to do with his idiot brother, maybe he should have left him back in Ironhaven under vigilance from some of advisor. What would his father had done... well actually maybe he shouldn’t wonder that since the outcome would be too much. Sighing he went to get his equipment ready to go hunting something that still managed to relax him. “I am going hunting, so if you need anything say it now.” He said when he felt someone behind him.
The air was salty and heavy around the dock, and people bustled past without a care in the kingdoms if you were in the way. But Talsgar didn’t mind, of course --- so many people, all so filled with hope... the bard was positively beaming with the possibilities that now presented themselves in the New World. Most of all: PEACE. But at the moment there was no peace in his stomach --- only the growling of hunger, to which he responded by pulling his lute from it’s strap on his back.
He sat down on a barrel near an unloading ship, and began to strum wordlessly, a small leather pouch upturned in front of him for coin. “ Hello there ! ” He greeted to the first person off the ship, eyes blinded slightly by the shining sun.
the younger ironhaven prince was only a little drunk when he ran into the unsuspecting bystander- his hands shooting out to stable himself on their shoulders. “ sorry. got convinced to take one too many shots. i blame ivy. “ jasper almost hissed out his fiances name, but it wasn’t intended to be harsh at all- he could just imagine the woman cackling as he coughed on yet another shot of alcohol. his eyes were unfocused, so as a result, he couldn’t really tell who he was clutching onto, but he hoped it was someone he knew. “ have you, idea where my tent is? “
