02-20-2018, 06:56 PM
There is very little play when one is running a kingdom.
She finds time to enjoy her children, and some time to talk with other residents, but most of the time...it is all work.
She doesn't mind it. Her entire childhood consisted of training for this exact duty, and she likes to think she is decent at balancing each of her jobs (raising children and running a kingdom). Kromium and Karat are usually right behind her when business happens, and today is no different.
Along the main shoreline she walks, as the twins frolic in the water, splashing each other and giggling. She periodically looks behind her to check if they are okay (the undertow could sweep them in at any moment), then continues looking for anything out of the ordinary.
And that's when she sees it. A flashy pair of wings soaring through the sky, flipping and twisting through the air. Krone lets out a small laugh, content to watch the stranger until she finally descended from the skies. Another dark mare emerged from the sea shortly thereafter, looking grateful to have found land once again.
Krone doesn't give them much time to converse. She calls her children to her from the ocean, and walks over to the pair. They smell of sulfur and ash, and of salty sea brine. Krone remembers this smell from long ago, when another of their kind had burned down nearly all of Sylva at Gryffen's little "get-together."
"It's not so often we get Tephrans on our island," Krone speaks as she approaches, letting out a soft chuckle. "What brings you to Ischia?" Her voice is gentle, but to the point. It isn't often the island gets visitors from other kingdoms, let alone one as large as Tephra.
She finds time to enjoy her children, and some time to talk with other residents, but most of the time...it is all work.
She doesn't mind it. Her entire childhood consisted of training for this exact duty, and she likes to think she is decent at balancing each of her jobs (raising children and running a kingdom). Kromium and Karat are usually right behind her when business happens, and today is no different.
Along the main shoreline she walks, as the twins frolic in the water, splashing each other and giggling. She periodically looks behind her to check if they are okay (the undertow could sweep them in at any moment), then continues looking for anything out of the ordinary.
And that's when she sees it. A flashy pair of wings soaring through the sky, flipping and twisting through the air. Krone lets out a small laugh, content to watch the stranger until she finally descended from the skies. Another dark mare emerged from the sea shortly thereafter, looking grateful to have found land once again.
Krone doesn't give them much time to converse. She calls her children to her from the ocean, and walks over to the pair. They smell of sulfur and ash, and of salty sea brine. Krone remembers this smell from long ago, when another of their kind had burned down nearly all of Sylva at Gryffen's little "get-together."
"It's not so often we get Tephrans on our island," Krone speaks as she approaches, letting out a soft chuckle. "What brings you to Ischia?" Her voice is gentle, but to the point. It isn't often the island gets visitors from other kingdoms, let alone one as large as Tephra.
Krone
you could be the King
(but watch the Queen conquer)
(but watch the Queen conquer)
@[Amorette] @[Valensia]