#v. crowned

[vipereum]

“ Who do you think holds the power ? ”

   his eyes narrowed, the king immediately scowling. was this a question or an accusation? combat was his strong suit, not words. fingers twitch idly, as if in search of a weapon something, as he contemplated the other’s query. she sure posed a lot of questions for someone who knew they ought not to be here — for someone who should have learned by now to hold their tongue. still as stone, he continued to watch her, expression neutral. this was clearly bait — a trap of some kind. but his answer would be true… it would be honest. ❝ one who takes and keeps the power is its holder. POWER is subject to those who surround it. ❞

[vipereum]

“Who is in control?”

halsey

   an odd question, to be certain. for of course he was in control here — wasn’t he always? dark hues search the other’s, looking for any sort of explanation for the inquiry. irritation prickled at his features as he considered how to answer; it really bothered him, how much she pretended to know. was she speaking of the dragons? of his retainer? did she pretend to know of the shadowy figure who advised him? was he simply overthinking? this woman was a problem — an issue that he needed to be rid of. ❝ …whoever holds the power, it seems. ❞

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@allforacrown; royal consultation

          ❝ i   am  most  HUMBLED  to   be           welcomed into wonderland castle. ❞

   the  diplomacy put  into practice  when    meeting other  royalty  was  not Xiao’s    favorite, nor was it his forte. charisma    made up for his lack of tact, and, now    and then, for his lack of patience.  but    it wasn’t foolproof;  not  every  leader    found his demeanor charming.

                    ❝ majesty Tremaine, you may call me xiao-long. ❞

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@abnedea; dragon’s den

             ❝ you  seem to have become one  of           Haru’s many interlopers  ---  just              what brings (royalty) to this end of the              universe? ❞

    call  him  curious; it wasn’t every day     foreign higher-ups sought him out in     good company. OR ACTED LIKE    SELLSWORDS.     eyes locked on the other like predator     watching  prey,  he raised a cup up in     offering. he even put on a smile.

                              ❝ tea? ❞