➤ * @thronerot ... 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 「 𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑹 」!
He didn’t need to hear in order to know that the castle groundsmen were whispering about him , his cold and silver gaze flitting about as the guards lead him forward . People they passed , the ones who recognized him , were pale in colour , as if they were staring at a ghost . Khar and his sister should have died during that battle , but by some cruel miracle , they had escaped Death’s grips .
Not without any repercussions , however . Now the mage was burdened by a sister who no longer remembered who he was — and was , quite literally , the only person capable of taming the cold beast that rested in his vacant chest — and a world of indefinite silence . Khar found no reason to return to the Nohrian castle in their poor states ; like they’d want a deaf man as part of their army , though being deaf did nothing but make him crueler and stronger . Like a feral animal , Khar clawed his way to the top of the low ranking criminals , becoming ring leader of a bandit of thieves and mercenaries for the pitiful sake of survival .
It was only a matter of time until he got caught , however . As strong and cunning as he may be , he wasn’t invincible , even if most thought otherwise . When he was brought to a private room , he spotted the Prince’s familiar figure standing in the middle of the room .
A cruel and bitter smile touched his lips . 「 Good to see you alive and well , my liege , 」 the mage spoke out , voice equal part bitter as it was sharp , giving a mocking bow of his head .