Her commander had made the call, his summons laced with the passions of one who had claimed his place as first among warriors. The striped maiden had heard talk of Maxence's successes in the canyon, slaying the mighty beast and stepping into his rightful place as Solis' chosen patriarch. At the news, the lass had rejoiced, her chest swelling with pride that her chosen leader had emerged with a mantle of victory upon his shoulders. Indeed, Eden had felt a sort of pride for the stallion, though they knew nothing of each other outside of rank and name.
Regardless of her king standing as a stranger, the golden shieldmaiden grinned as she entered the great hall. The echoes of Maxence's summons had long since faded from the sand stone walls and the onyx slashed maiden strolled into a near empty room populated by a pair of veterans and silence. Golden bangles clinked softly as she moved, the sound unmuffled and sharp. Spying Leviathan before even Maxence, Eden felt a wash of affection for her favorite sparring partner. Aurelian gaze sought the behemoth's leftmost eye - his seeing eye - before offering the scarred stallion a nod, noting the stiffness of his posture and the peppering of scabbed wounds that must have been gained within the canyon. Her grin could only grow; her decorated friend would have several more badges of honor scattered along his multicolored hide.
Nearing the proud winged figure that stood as her king, Eden slowed to a stop before him and proffered a shallow bow, her eyes glinting with curiosity and intrigue. "Yours to command, my lord," came her murmured greeting, amber eyes searching Maxence's countenance for any flicker of recognition. Suddenly, she felt almost sheepish in the presence of the winged male and she felt a blush begin to heat her cheeks. With a shake of her heavy, loc-laden skull, the youthful paladin shoved the feelings of awe away and moved to stand beside Leviathan's massive bulk.
"I hear you fought well, brother."
@Leviathan @Maxence hello sorry for crappy phone post
