All Kingdom - MANDATORY

[magnus]

you and I both know that the house is haunted
and you and I both know that the ghost is me

It did not take Magnus long to respond to the King’s call—it never did. His heart thrummed with the sounds of war, his blood singing with it, but he did not indulge it. Instead, he let it slow burn in his veins, feeding off of itself, and he remained passive, the only indication to what he was feeling being the intense burning of his gold-flecked eyes. He moved slowly toward the gathering, the muscles underneath his scarred coat tense and his mouth a grim slash across his face. This was not a pleasant meeting.

He is silent, standing before Mast, watching as the rest of the kingdom approached. He is silent although his blood is screaming for justice, for vengeance, and (if he was being honest with himself) for war. He knew in his heart that he thirsted for it in the same way that other men thirsted for water. It was not one of his more attractive qualities, but he knew the truth of himself. Atrox’s warmongering heart did not manage to pass many of his offspring. It was one of the stronger qualities of the panther-stallion.

“What would have us do?” he finally questions, his voice husky and strong. It was difficult, to back down and accept orders when you had once gave them, but he was a soldier at heart. If taking orders and carrying out the wishes of the monarchy is what was needed of him, he would do it. Of course he would.

MAGNUS

once general. once lord. once king.