[P] Dream Land

[Reichenbach]

like icarus loved the sun "I'm glad you think so." "You startled me" Reichenbach smiled warmly, at ease with the kirin despite their only brief meeting previously. Isorath spoke with the kind of respect and honour that had the Night Sovereign wishing he had chosen Denocte as his court - he would have made an excellent emissary. However, the emissary that they currently had was the perfect fit - Lothaire presented Night warily, keeping the facade that Night was an unsavoury place with an effortless grace. Not that Reichenbach didn't want the world to know how stunning and diverse Denocte was - a little bit of secrecy tended to go a long way in Novus, and there was no harm in keeping their wealth and strengths hidden beneath a veil.  "A Codex?" He questioned, baritone voice curious and intrigued.  "Why, Isorath, if you're to be gathering information on Denocte I think you'd best meet our Champion of Wisdom, Araxes. She can assist you in finding what it is you would like to know." There was a long pause as the dark skinned man considered Isorath, the threats that he could pose. And yet, Dusk and Night were sister courts built from the same cloth, each member of Dusk he had met so far had had honour in their hearts and little reason to hide themselves. It might go a long way to trust Isorath, with the potential to prove their own good intentions. A slight dip of his great head had it decided - he would escort Isorath to The Court of Dreams himself, going the long way of course, so as to show off the beauty that was Denocte. After that, they would find a Crow (the orphan band loyal to Reichenbach) to deliver Isorath to the guest chambers and provide him with whatever stationary he required. Then, they would find Araxes. His warm smile never wavering, Reichenbach angled himself beside Isorath, tossing his head forwards in a wild jangle of coins and ebony curls; "After you, then." @Isorath  <3

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