jamie_winchester
Cluster
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2010
Mistral smiled slightly closing his eyes."I'll try."She muttered feeling a little better but it wasn't much. Because it didn't hold his queen's weight of power, so he ouldn't trick himself that it was her, so his heart still broke.
"Leo's going to jump on you."Mistral muttered smirking a little at how good the prince looked, letting the desire and apperciation show in his eyes for a moment. While he wasn't homosexual, it was a insult among the draconis to not let someone who was obviously trying to be attractive, know that you found them desireable.Mistral tensed at the other's words, while he knew about the punishment, he had not been present at court for it, for which he was glad. He was sure that not even his icy control could have stood to stand by and watch. Mistral shook his hand a little, feeling the lighting sparking under his fingers, his skin glowing slightly with the light of a lightening bolt, or...a gift from his mother, who had been a seelie sidhe, one of the glittering throng. A lady of standing, forced to bear a storm lord's child, and abandoned the boy to the draconis. He was a child of three races, and a son of none. "Go to it. if we let it get here, it'll put the hoouse in danger.'He said already starting down the stairs.
"Leo's going to jump on you."Mistral muttered smirking a little at how good the prince looked, letting the desire and apperciation show in his eyes for a moment. While he wasn't homosexual, it was a insult among the draconis to not let someone who was obviously trying to be attractive, know that you found them desireable.Mistral tensed at the other's words, while he knew about the punishment, he had not been present at court for it, for which he was glad. He was sure that not even his icy control could have stood to stand by and watch. Mistral shook his hand a little, feeling the lighting sparking under his fingers, his skin glowing slightly with the light of a lightening bolt, or...a gift from his mother, who had been a seelie sidhe, one of the glittering throng. A lady of standing, forced to bear a storm lord's child, and abandoned the boy to the draconis. He was a child of three races, and a son of none. "Go to it. if we let it get here, it'll put the hoouse in danger.'He said already starting down the stairs.