(Below is lore for my oc behind this image from Uldren's POV, feel free to read <3)
I. Reckoning
“You are not stopping me from doing this.”
“You act as if I could, but you do know that this…quest- adventure you have planned up in your head in quite stupid.” Uldren crosses his arms, staring at the Awoken who’d he had seen plenty of times, enough times to be considered a type of friend.
“I know that Queen Mara doesn’t like the idea, but she can’t stop me. I have a curiosity!” She smiles, “Besides, if I find something good and come back, she cannot be mad at me for long.”
“I will be terribly lonely though.”
“Oh you’ll be fine, just look over the writings and such I gave you.” Uldren feels her pinch his cheek as he swats her hand away.
“This is how you treat your Prince?”
“You are my Prince, but you are also my friend, so yes, it is.”
Uldren tsks, he didn’t know what to do with her. “Just come back safe.”
“I will!”
What a silly memory to remember within this moment. The Guardian who towers over him looked so much like her- and yet he couldn’t stop himself from spitting out words within what he was sure was his last moments. She could not remember him now, and she would never be allowed to. His mind was muddled, he thought he had his sister, and now a long dead friend is the one with Ace of Spades aimed straight at him, this was his reckoning. He had lost, and so this was his fate.
