07-19-2017, 04:52 AM
Keiran only smiled at his fellow consort and nodded before allowing his husband to pull him away, both of them conversing as their son slept perched upon the Dwarvenking's shoulders.
Erumollien had not touched his food but he left, sighing as he chose to ignore the conflicted emotions within him. He cannot understand why this consort of his felt so deeply for him, he felt his consort's emotions and he grew confused.
"A peaceful co-existence is my only sanctuary as of the moment." He muttered, making his way to his rooms once more. Taking out a quill and parchment, he scribbled down a note to his consort and folded it up soon after he dried the ink. Putting on his riding clothes, he took out his travelling cloak and clasped it round his neck.
"If I have to cope with this, then I must speak with him as...humanely as I can." And perhaps he can act more like his younger free-spirited siblings.
The note he left to Tristan said this:
I wish to speak with you and apologise for my cold attitude towards you. If you still wish to speak then meet me at the forest pools, search for a black mare with a crescent on her forehead, she is the only one with a bejewelled mane clasp, take her and just speak your destination. My brother had trained her to transport people that cannot ride well or is unfamiliar with their surroundings.
King Thorontur Erumollien
Erumollien had not touched his food but he left, sighing as he chose to ignore the conflicted emotions within him. He cannot understand why this consort of his felt so deeply for him, he felt his consort's emotions and he grew confused.
"A peaceful co-existence is my only sanctuary as of the moment." He muttered, making his way to his rooms once more. Taking out a quill and parchment, he scribbled down a note to his consort and folded it up soon after he dried the ink. Putting on his riding clothes, he took out his travelling cloak and clasped it round his neck.
"If I have to cope with this, then I must speak with him as...humanely as I can." And perhaps he can act more like his younger free-spirited siblings.
The note he left to Tristan said this:
I wish to speak with you and apologise for my cold attitude towards you. If you still wish to speak then meet me at the forest pools, search for a black mare with a crescent on her forehead, she is the only one with a bejewelled mane clasp, take her and just speak your destination. My brother had trained her to transport people that cannot ride well or is unfamiliar with their surroundings.
King Thorontur Erumollien