[private] Only know how to fly - Magnus

[magnus]

I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down
I wanna take you high up let our hearts be the only sound

Magnus is never too far from the border, unless he’s spending the hour in the field, and he hears her call. Lifting his golden head, he looks toward the expanse of land that is where Tephra ends. He sees here there, glistening white with her ethereal wings, and it brings a warm smile to his face, gold-flecked eyes studying her for a moment. He’s seen her several times in the field, and he has a soft spot for those who are willing to work so hard for their kingdom. He was kingdom born and raised, taught the ways and the responsibilities by two monarchs of two separate kingdoms, and he knew that to serve meant to work.

He respects those who seem to have a similar mindset.

So it is with interest and pleasure that he picks himself and makes his way toward her, picking his way through the streams of magma and ash and volcanic soil with the vibrant blossoming flowers.

“Hello there,” he greets her, dipping his head and then lifting to catch her gaze. “It’s Ilma, right?” He is not the best at names, but he does his best to try—focusing on it as a skill to sharpen.

“What brings you to Tephra today?”

I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine

@[Ilma] - yay, i'm glad you did!! i was hoping they'd get a chance to meet.