i wish we were all rose-colored, too
The nuzzle against his shoulder was as unexpected as it was welcome. Po turned his enough to meet the Sovereign’s verdant gaze with a smile, dipping his head in thanks. Peace. Such a simple word, with such a complicated interpretation. It had once come so effortlessly, but appaloosa was finder it harder and harder to maintain as of late. And then the doors were opening, and Ipomoea no longer had time to think.
He held his breath as the wood pulled inward, light flickering its way through the opening it made. His eyes were wide and eager, as if hungry for a look upon the Solterran Queen - and she certainly did not underwhelm him.
Seraphina was the complete opposite of what Maxence had been, dressed in a cold grey and a colder stare. Dawn and Day sized each other up in a glance, one side smooth and calculating, the other eager and inquisitive. Not for the first time, Ipomoea found himself wondering briefly what he was doing here.
’Even her voice is cool and collected,’ his mind whispered, her tones fitting her appearance to an absolute T. Ipomoea let a cautious smile slip back onto his lips, as natural as it was friendly. ”It is our pleasure, your Grace,” he said politely. ”We’ve been anxious to meet our eastern neighbor.”
He chanced a glance back at Somnus, hoping to find confirmation in his green eyes. ”We’ve come to offer peace, between our two Courts. And our friendship, if you would have it.”
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