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Ard didn’t really care for the pastel creature’s pleasant, happy words. Oh, he seemed nice enough upon this brief first introduction, but a kind smile could be deceiving. A pretty face could simply cover the blackest of hearts. The warlock wouldn’t risk it.
Let this stranger think him rude. Ard had experienced far too much cruelty in his young life to give a damn.
Instead of answering or even regarding the scaled individual who had introduced himself as ‘Rigel’, the taupe and silver youth drew closer to the large, massive trees, his steps precise and calculated. He did so while keeping a wide berth from Rigel, once again, uncaring what he thought. They were ancient and mysterious, the trees, but other than that, he had no reason to be captivated. Clearly they were there for a reason. One day, they might find out. Maybe they wouldn’t. He and his twin hadn’t been in Novus long enough to really know what wasn’t normal. It wasn’t like they had ever been here before.
All he did know was that this place held an intimately familiar magic about it. It reminded him of the spells that he and Erd could craft back in Luminous; the magic they could weave with a simple thought, the unfathomable power to control the elements and the earth itself. Funny, how something he had once hated was now something that he terribly missed. Ironic? Maybe.
Turquoise eyes, sharp and daring, stared hard at the trees one final time before turning on his haunches almost lazily to return to his twin’s side. He gave Erd a stern look, the unspoken question lingering between the two identical warlocks; ’why are we wasting our time here? There’s nothing for us.’
Of course, he knew that wasn’t entirely true. After all, the mystic messenger had surely intended for something to be here if they had sent such an order to the Court. They were just early. A week had yet to be up, but when it did, they would be ready.
