A set of eyes had pinned him
Became his version of a kingdom
She's everything the devil can't be
When she's singing to me "Glory"
Became his version of a kingdom
She's everything the devil can't be
When she's singing to me "Glory"
Finding the recently ascended Dusk Queen was not particularly difficult. Solaris had taken to the skies to scout around the Court proper, diving between alleys and soaring high to search for her, but eventually the Queen was spotted in the courtyard outside of the citadel and the Phoenix had perched high atop a stone balustrade to keep an eye on the newly crowned Sovereign as Israfel caught up.
“Elena.”
The Sun Daughter arrived as she always did in the wake of her sing-song call; a confident, casual sashay and an arrogant grin a mile wide. Every step was made with cocksure grace and tenacity, the ruby gems of her vermilion eyes glittering in the afternoon sun. Pale and illustrious, Israfel had returned to Terrastella after only a few weeks within Denocte, but her visit to Dusk would not last long.
She was here for a reason, after all… And if anyone would understand the importance of self-growth and the necessity of change, it would be Elena.
Jaw lifted and rose-kissed lips set in a broad grin, the Sun Daughter gave her Queen a little nod of recognition but it would be impossible to miss the mirthful dance in her vermilion eyes. “Or should I say, Your Highness.’” The notorious, good-willed sarcasm that Israfel had been known to possess had finally returned full force since she had escorted Luvena back to Denocte, her heart growing lighter amidst her prolonged stay. The worries and weight that once hung upon her slender shoulders like a cumbersome mantle were now gone, freed from her mind… But not entirely. There was one thing she still had to do, and only Elena would know of it.
It was time for change, but not just for Israfel.
“I was hoping to steal a moment of your time? It’s important.”
