Festivities & Merriment (Closed rp with @cursetopia2)
It was once again spring, which meant only one thing for the ever so blessed people of Xavidel.
It meant their blessed tyrant was going to host the Spring Festival for the people. Despite his decent from a kind king to a cruel tyrant, this was actually the one time of the year that the people could look to for comfort and actual merriment. It was the only one the king had not tainted or darkened with his new twisted desires.
Some day say it might even be the only time of the year he was happy.
Held amongst the castle ground, Balthazar was watching over the lively festival while walking amongst it. The only time he never let his knights take care of watching over, he watched this one himself.
This is where fate would play their wicked game, and out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he saw his wife amongst the crowd, and he wasn't about to let her go.
