Krystal_Atems_Girl
Pulsar
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2013
- Location
- Crystal Palace and Egypt
Life in the fae court had become boring and lonely for Queen Krystal, so she had decided to go out and try to find her son. In an attempt to strengthen the ties between humans and fae, her son had been sent into the world as a changeling, put with a family who she knew would love and treat him well. Life without him and his father had been hard, but she had done it, for him and for her people. She put on a pretty blue dress, her glacial blue eyes glittering with hope. "Please let me find him tonight, Xander." She said to the painting of her and her deceased husband on the wall, touching up her makeup before putting her long blue hair into a pretty bubble ponytail style. "Roreck, I'm going out. Tell the guards to glamour themselves." She said, and the man nodded, informing the guards before she popped away to a classy bar, hoping wholeheartedly to find him tonight.
Krystal sat at the bar, and ordered a tequila sunrise. Many men hit on her, but she politely turned then down, sipping her tequila sunrise. She scanned the bar all around, hoping he would show up. She was starting to loose hope when she saw him. She'd know her son anywhere. Krystal played with the wisp of hair that was out of her ponytail, wishing he would come over. She wasn't sure it would be okay to approach him. It was surreal and amazing to see her baby boy all grown up. The last timd she'd seen him he had been a newborn. She wanted to run over and glomp him, screaming she'd found him, but that would be creepy and weird. She didn't want to freak him out, because he was next in line for her throne, and she wanted him to love her, not caring that he was her son.
Krystal sat at the bar, and ordered a tequila sunrise. Many men hit on her, but she politely turned then down, sipping her tequila sunrise. She scanned the bar all around, hoping he would show up. She was starting to loose hope when she saw him. She'd know her son anywhere. Krystal played with the wisp of hair that was out of her ponytail, wishing he would come over. She wasn't sure it would be okay to approach him. It was surreal and amazing to see her baby boy all grown up. The last timd she'd seen him he had been a newborn. She wanted to run over and glomp him, screaming she'd found him, but that would be creepy and weird. She didn't want to freak him out, because he was next in line for her throne, and she wanted him to love her, not caring that he was her son.