Kneels in front of him: ❛ To serve the King of Light is my calling. I am sworn to protect you and to keep you safe from harm wherever you may go. My place is by your side. ❜ ( my blog isn't even finish but have t h i s )
forlorn merriment of the throne room’s ambiance rests upon static tongue of the elder brother. an aspiring tension oscillates posture of the caelums, both of which encompass a variant superiority over the other. izunia, the coronated ruler of the capital, political monarch and governor of the realm; ardyn, the majesty of the crystal’s conviction, stands before a deity who poses to swear allegiance only to the chosen. two kings with one crown. it rests within the hair of the youngest, yet the heavens and people of insomnia know very well it belongs to their healer. for he will be their liberator; the deliverer of the conclusion to their suffering.
ankle pursues familiarity of stipulation, height descending the steps of his brother’s entitlement ( THE THRONE ). ardyn’s temperament discards the aesthetical supremacy of the cathedra for the providence of this figure. fealty manages curvature of spine, the male’s eyes affixed to reflections across luxuriant flooring. he does not meet amber gaze. the subtlety of this evasion defeats him, dubbed “ cor leonis ”. lips ripple to a soothing smile, mused by the prospect of celestials grappling with timidity. nearness of the male to which he commits, a token of insurance weighing the being’s shoulders into candid subservience, molds proximate haste in declaration.
“ to serve the king of light is my calling . i am sworn to protect you and keep you safe from harm wherever you may go . my place is by your side . ”

ardyn’s sobriety is curtained by an exultant glimpse of porcelain teeth, incisors feeding into suppleness of bottom lip ( A PAUSE , CONSIDERING ). mischievous dimples breech idleness of complexion, optics highlighting the astral’s gentility. there is a particular charm to his refinement, dexterity in his sophistication. ardyn’s gaze fleetingly consults with izunia atop his chair over yonder, formality accosting his pupils in return. JEALOUSY. lungs filter discouragement, returning to that which bends the knee. sarcasm restores him.
“ —— wherever i may go , hmm ? in sickness and in health ? cursed be he who would seek to tear us asunder ? you share an unyielding devotion with the glacian — impose an aura of resilience , as with leviathan —— but what of your duty ? am i to believe you are nothing more than a shield ? you court us with your eyes , but more lies beyond them . ”
lithe finger deferentially collects the salient curve of celestial chin, maneuvering it upwards, with gradient motion coaxing oceanic hues away from floor’s surface.
“ you will aid me in life , to honor me in death —— i know your purpose , and i have no intention of being reminded of it . so —— flatter me until my last breath , lest you intend to suppress that smile of yours . ”
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