and in my dreams i've kissed your lips a thousand times // Raul

[Kagerus]

{ and in my dreams i've kissed your lips a thousand times }

The first glimpse I catch of Warlight's paramour is heartwarming. The silver bay emerges from the woodwork with an expression of friendliness and respect, one which fails to convey any embarrassment on his part about any naughty dreams he might have been having. With any other mother in law, his well-kept face might have been enough to keep her the fool, but considering that I had just been monitoring his dreams...

A nearly undeniable urge to burst into a roguish grin comes over me, but I fend it off and remain queenly and collected. After all, it would a) be weird that I find his fantasies about my daughter so amusing, and b) totally ruin HIS composure if he knew that I know. So I don't let on that I know, but instead reflect privately on how I, too, have such impure thoughts about the love of my own life...

They are adults now, after all, and not subject to any over bearing motherliness.

Handsomely, the stallion bows his head and keeps his eyes minutely averted. A big, approachable smile widens my lips, my head just barely tilting so as to catch his gaze; but I do not press, and bow my own crowned head in return.

The formalities of greeting aside, our eyes meet and he takes the plunge of beginning the conversation himself; a bold man, I note, though incredibly well spoken and not at all rude in his mannerism or speech. At his closing statement, wherein he formally requests to join the Cove, I cannot help but to watch behumoured and glimmering eyes as his mouth clicked shut, handsome gaze holding mine steadily.

"Well met, Raul, son of Sabra and Castile. I am Kagerus, daughter of Kavi." I do not name a dam, having never had one. "By the smell of things, you have already become a member of Silver Cove," I say, meaning that I have smelt his scent now upon numerous occasions, and often intertwined with another very familiar scent. It's a good thing; I am glad that someone is watching out for my Will. "But of course, I must say that you are most welcome in this kingdom... And in this family." My supple lips curve upward, ears flicked forward benevolently. Raul has done the hard work of earning himself a position in this kingdom, and to say that he has not done the same in regard to this family would be a lie.

"But say, I do remember meeting you once some years back, at least from a distance. It was a morning in Nerine, while I spoke with your mother." I watch the stallion closely for any signs of recognition. "You have grown up a lot, since then; if you would feel obliged to share with me, I was wondering if you would like to tell me how it went, your childhood. After all, our blood families share some close relations." Though I leave out the "uncomfortably" party in regard to the closeness thereof, it is implicit in the tone of my voice and slight flick of my ear; after all, it would not do to overtly call out Castile for failing in the numerous ways he has, and continues to.

KAGERUS

Caretaker of The Sanctuary
Lover of Solace
Immortal, antlered Dreamweaver

"@[Raul]"