— R E I C H E N B A C H —
He could sense the disapproval pouring off of his sister, she'd always hated her brothers over-protectiveness - always. She'd snarled at them more than a few times when they'd been younger, snapped that she was plenty capable of looking after herself (and truth be told, she was smarter than Reichenbach), but her elder brothers had rarely listened. For Reichenbach, the family that had adopted him was more precious than the last drop of water in a barren land - and Rhoswen was the only one left to protect. So he took her knowing glance with a slick, swift grin, half-apologetic, half "what did you expect". His lips itched to curl back at the harsh laugh that escaped from Judal's throat, at the cool irreverence with which he intoned their laws.
Truth be told, Reichenbach was not well-trained in the art of ruling or politics, and as such his Kingdom was as he was: wild, a little bit chaotic... but jovial and relaxed. Crime had a very fluid nature in Denocte - which was perhaps why the King of Thieves had been promoted in the first place, and why Reichenbach was being schooled in his own laws.
"She's no stranger. She was born in these lands. She's my sister."
His words did not roll so fluidly off of his tongue as Judal's, there was no cool, vast intellect hidden beneath his musical voice. Because he'd been about to tell a lie: she was born with shadows in her blood and Calligo's stars in her eyes, just as I. That was not the truth. Rhoswen had been born with the shadows burned from her veins by Solis, perhaps as a cruel dig at his tempestuous sister, stealing one of her own, making her ache for sunlight.
Judal.
Reichenbach watched the two of them, argent eyes burning with starfire, shadows clinging to his skin as his temper grumbled. Let him talk - Reich wanted to find out more about this Judal, and if he opened his mouth now he might not have the right thing to say.
ooc; fff rank post, sorry for the wait! @Judal @Rhoswen
