[AW] when balance becomes unbalanced [meeting]

[Regis]

Mama said fulfill the prophecy, be something greater
go make a legacy, manifest destiny

When his parents had ordered him to stay inside and refused to let him tag along like he so often wanted to and usually got to, Regis knew something wasn’t quite right.

Their voices had been strong once they returned, but wavered ever so slightly as they revealed to him the reality of what had happened. Regis recognized their names immediately, for Casper had watched over him a time or two in his very early childhood and Moore always knew exactly where the sweets were hidden away and had snuck him one on occasion. The relationship he had shared with the late pair may not mean much in the eyes of an adult, but for Regis they had been impactful during his development, and to hear they were gone left a gaping hole in the yearling’s heart.

The Prince was unusually quiet throughout the remainder of the night, but he sought the comfort of his parents and Milo by curling close to them when it came time for bed, terrified that whatever had hurt those nice horses would come looking for him next or worse, come and take his parents away from him.

Even when the next morning came the dun colt seemed uneasy. Milo was practically attached to Regis and did all he could to distract his bonded and improve his mood, butting his head against him and yipping softly, and while the Prince appreciated the fox’s thoughtfulness it did little to ease his clashing emotions. Regis stuck like glue to his mother’s side and was on high alert when they eventually wandered outside, summoned by none other than his father to speak of the tragedies that had befallen them. Instinctively Regis stepped forward to reach Somnus’ side but was effectively pulled back to his spot beside his uncle and his mother before he could get anywhere.

Dual-colored eyes flicked back and forth between his father, Ipomoea, Pavetta, Ulric and anyone else who spoke on the matter at hand. There was talk of murder, outlaws and the closure of their borders; Regis didn’t yet understand the finer details behind all of that, but the one thing he did know was that he wanted to help. “I’ll go help look for them, papa,” he spoke up, glancing sideways and standing as straight and tall as he could despite his still small, gangly stature, copying the way that Ulric stood, head held just as proud.

"Speaking."

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