#support: lilith

starter for @lilythofthevallites

Cadros adjusts rather quickly to the academy for the short time he has been here, especially considering how abruptly he had been all but flung through time. But all that aside, it was peaceful, and perhaps a chance to admit to himself how stressed he had been running Valla. Yet another reason why this could be considered a good thing! A wonderful chance to destress after running such a seculded kingdom for so long!

This place was only missing one thing: his beloved god. How was he supposed to function properly without the one person who had always been able to put him back on the right path once he got sidetracked? The one person who could keep him focused on the present rather than running forward aimlessly. It stung so much more than he had also been torn away from Anankos, a wonderful and gentle moment with his darling dragon, when he had been transported to this place.

He sighs softly, knowing he should not let himself dwell so on such things. If he let his mind get overwhelmed with what could be, then he would not be able to stand upright and lead his peopl- oh right, he did not have to do that here, other than lead the students he had been assigned to teach.

He's just as quickly snapped out of his thoughts upon noticing a familiar blue flutter past his vision. Instantly, he is upon his feet, chasing after it.

"Anankos, I'm so glad to see you, my frien- ... You are not Anankos..." He tries to hide his disappointment upon seeing that blue belonged to a girl. A girl who did so terribly look like Anankos if he looked a little bit closer.

“Father! Shall we dance?”

Anankos has wandered from Cadros' side for a moment, the other man preoccupied in his own engagements. It was fine, though, Cadros was a social creature, always had been. It pains his heart though, even for a single moment, that they must be apart again after so long. It seems so trivial, compared to his other pains, that he longs for to linger by Cadros' side for the entirety of this ball, that he does not want to parted from him again.

"Oh...! Hello, Lilith..." He smiles softly at his daughter and her playful outstretched hand. For once, his mind is not on his troubles, and his smile seems to have a tint of a strange happiness that it usually doesn't.

"You extend your hand so easily... please do remember that is how we are to exchange the marks we wear... but if you were to want mine..." He takes her hand, so small and gentle in his own that have been tattered by time, and squeezes it, watching carefully as a small green flower blooms on her vines.

“Sir Cadros!” Lilith bounds up with her treats in hand. She is still a little nervous around him, but the only way to get past that is to get to know him better! She had already eaten one such trio- and, finding them as delightful as they appear, she brings them as an offering. “Have you tried these yet?”

Cadros perks up at the sound of Anankos' daughter's - his daughter's - voice, a brilliant smile flickering across as he sees her. Her youth was vibrant, filling a room with her endless energy.

"Lilith, darling, you look wonderful! Have you seen your father? He looks quite beautiful as well! Probably not intended, but if you were to stand next to each other, you'd make quite a perfect match with your outfits! Anyone would be proud to call you family, but especially me!" His own finery is a familiar old one, Valla's flowing white robes an old staple of any of his outfits. He takes the food offered to him gratefully, reminded slightly of both of the kingdoms he had called home in his lifetime. It seemed that no matter where he went, there would always be some sort of sweet bun to enjoy.

"No, I haven't, but they look quite delicious! Oh, and you do not have to be so formal with me, dear Lilith. If you are comfortable, I do not desire such titles, especially since any child of Anankos is surely a child of mine as well." He glances to his hands holding the buns, remembering the marks that they all bore.