in my dream i’m a lost child; any

[Leilan]

Leilan

The overall feeling I get from this encounter is... weird. And not entirely taken seriously - I never wondered how that felt for everyone else, but I guess it’s not a nice feeling. Sure, she is enthralled and all that, but she refuses to acknowledge that I’m anything else but a pretty reward for her sneaking around. I bare my teeth a little, remembering my feelings of last night, of this morning before she messed it all up.

Truth be told, I would have said a similar thing. Too bad she’s standing near a rock wall - the one I had hidden against, slammed my scaled tail at - and I raise what would have been a brow, had it not been all scaly. ”There’s people living here, you know. No-one minds a visitor here I believe, but not announcing yourself is rude.” As is staring at me like that, I guess. ”I normally eat spies.” I tilt my head at her, wondering if the spell will ever break - perhaps it won’t.

”They are. I’m what they call king in the North, though I prefer my old title.” I glare past her towards the grey beach, as if it holds answers for me. I often still wonder what got me into this mess in the first place. Loyalty for a land that doesn’t stand for me? Love for a woman, or two, or just for my mother? ”So what now? Are you gonna stay or should I eat you?” I ask matter of factly, though my eyes may show a hint of emerald - but she wouldn’t know what that means, so to her it’s not the dead giveaway it is to others.

they say I did something bad
then why’s it feel so good?

Image commissioned by Vanilla, made by AshesDrawn on DA

@[Moonlet]