"Somnium!" Sharena giggled, holding something behind her back coyly. "I have something for yoooou! Close your eyes so I can hand it to you, okay?"
@mitspaeher
--- It’d been quite a while since Sharena had spoken to him. He’d been recuperating eversince surtr’s downfall, not only physically but mentally as well. Though the burns were merely scars, the nights where he’d awaken in a cold sweat from reliving his first and last encounter with the king had plagued him for months. He’d been isolated for a while, only going out to check on various heroes and villains he’d recruited for Askr or getting a check up in the medical bay -- but, as of late, he’d made a change in his schedule.
It looked as if he’d been getting better, and even more so, grown a change for himself. He’d begun to partake in training and sparring with heroes, learning about various weapons and even learning to speak without using his all too damaged voice.
When he’d managed to show a scale of progress, he’d finally gone back to working on tactics within the library -- the place where he had once relaxed and felt at home with the prince and princess of the kingdom.
Sharena’s presence didn’t go unnoticed -- even as she grown closer, the summoner took to standing up, scarred fingers resting upon a cane he’d gotten crafted for himself. Short blonde locks shifted as mismatched hues fell upon the familiar miss, a calm demeaner showing on his features as she began to spoke.
A raise of the brow, and yet, he was obedient. It wasn’t every day that the young lady would ask such things of him, and he wasn’t the type to grow weary or unhappy with her. She was warm to him, even when they first met, so there was never a clash between the two.
“...” His expression relaxed as long blonde lashes fell over such crystalline hues. What was she up to? He was quite curious.
