Long May She Reign
The war that Castile brought upon beqanna has stirred many emotions, pinning many kingdoms against him. Even if Sinner and Mary are not the ones to dethrone him, he will be. She knows crowning Sylva the kingdom is what is deserved, but only time will determine her fate.
Sinner so selflessly chose himself to battle Castile, a better option with his matching traits. The hound was dedicated to get what he wanted, regardless of what he had to destroy to get it. She has full faith in Sinner, she can only wonder what will happen to the pair should they lose the home they come to grow together.
Her thoughts melt away as his muzzle returns the greeting. The warmth and scent fill her nares and her heart beats fast only for a moment. She controls herself, it is only a matter of time before the hound notices her behavioral changes around him, no matter how hard she tries to hide them.
When he speaks he pulls her mind back to the battle, and when he speaks she finds herself mesmerized. He notes he is not afraid, that this is what they have fought for, for so long. A grin grows on her maw, she had always admired there relationship on the throne. The pair seemed unstoppable, there minds always similar and where Mary faltered, Sinner was the strength.
She steps closer to the bay stag, her body settling against his. I know you will give Sylva justice, and once we are crowned the kingdom we will build Sylva back to what it was before Loess and its henchman stole our members. Shs gently grazes her maw against the muscle on his shoulder. She would savor these moments, for they may be the last the pair gets.
MARY
@[Sinner]
