[There is a lack of shock and horror in her tone, knowing that the king and queen have died. Not even a hint of sorrow. But that's alright, because her arms are warm and safe. Nothing like the terrible men who struck his parents down.]
It's time to go home, Taair.
[And still held tightly in her embrace, Taair will feel himself beginning to sink. The darkness begins to cannibalize the room, shrouding it in shadows while his surroundings take another shape. The only hint of light comes from Caris herself, bathed in the light of the radiant, and the glittering gold columns that now loom over them.]
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[There is a lack of shock and horror in her tone, knowing that the king and queen have died. Not even a hint of sorrow. But that's alright, because her arms are warm and safe. Nothing like the terrible men who struck his parents down.]
It's time to go home, Taair.
[And still held tightly in her embrace, Taair will feel himself beginning to sink. The darkness begins to cannibalize the room, shrouding it in shadows while his surroundings take another shape. The only hint of light comes from Caris herself, bathed in the light of the radiant, and the glittering gold columns that now loom over them.]