flame borne.

Even so brief of a meeting, she was exactly like Somnus in her own way, even if she resembled her mother more. Maybe even bearing shades of her uncle, a thing he wouldn’t dare utter aloud. “Would you believe that such duties extend to His Majesty’s daughter? Come, I’ve time yet, Highness.”

”That very fact is the reason I have all in the world to disbelieve you,” Ravus said without filter, even little animosity is present towards her. “Something we shall both regret later.”

”You speak of the Infernian, most likely. I hardly find the notion comforting in the least.” His guard was held, the man still tensed. “And whose are you acting on now, in speaking?”

“…A messenger. Have you come to smite me, pray tell? I can’t imagine your gods wanting otherwise.”

@pyrefavored

“Had I not the sight I do, like my lord father before me, I would have mistaken you for your father, child. Ah, as his Shield even– Zahide, I am Gilgamesh, and I am his Shield. You must pardon me for us not having been introduced before.”

@pyrefavored

yes!! my queen was waiting for her pyretner in crime!!!

covers her eyes

     walks in....

     A warm smile has found home upon her lips, and the young woman raises a brow as she feels her father’s fingers card through her locks. His words bring a laugh from her chest, but she refrains from turning to meet his gaze. It truly had been some time since last they’d met. ❝I do believe that is what happens when a father does not see his daughter for a year, hm?❞ she teases.

     NOW it wasn’t every day where he noticed others around. He WORKED within the crown guard as one of Regis’ closes. But even so, the male simply walked and stared down at his phone. Now he, ever the ages was able to adapt to everything around him, even with the people around him, but even so, the second he started to hear the footsteps, and part of him got a little hotter — LIKE HE KNEW-- someone was close to him. Slowly the male turns his gaze, bright blue eyes turn to look at the woman next to him. Keeping himself CALM and steady he stopped walking for a moment and placed his phone and hands in his pocket.

            “ You may. What can I help you with?”  he said softly only to keep his eyes on her. 

     ❝You will have to forgive me, but... I believe we may have met before?❞ she begins, attempting to keep him here longer, if only for a few extra moments. To try and see who exactly he was. Though, judging by the distinct scent of blood and blades she could sense once nearer, she had a very strong feeling she already knew. Or, some part of her, where her master resided, did. She stops when he does, folding her hands behind her back and smiling; appearing as nonthreatening as she could.