[color=bc8dbf][b][h2][centre]Lord and Lady Coswain[/centre][/h2][/b][/color]
[color=bc8dbf][b][h3][centre]Eye of Beholder[/centre][/h3][/b][/color]

[color=bc8dbf][b][centre]Royal waiting[/centre][/b][/color]


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The man turned, that man was Lord Coswain as he saw the blightborn approach though he looked less polished than the Auralians especially as his armour was wrent on the chest plate and had the burn marks of acid blood of the feral beast. It was dull dark steel, polished and clean but worn and solid rather than the perfect mirror finish of the sun realm. 

He was mid talking to Persephone as they discussed their how their children would keep the home in the Capitol in good order, they trusted them and they had raised them well. [color=6ecff6]“it ill be fine, I'm more worried about the stairs and the baby, they get all over…” [/color]

She was a blightborn and was drinking a watered down ale with one hand as he played a little game of who could catch who with his wife. It was silly but they had done it for years. The loser had to light the fire in the morning. [color=6ecff6]“You got a message, or you need help? I can do my best, though I'm not in main command.” [/color]He asked, Dawn Haven being Dawn Haven he chose to be calm and polite and see what happened, for all he knew she was a Royal messenger. This was Dawn Haven. 

[color=bc8dbf]“Got you! Homes can be repaired, they do need a stair gate… We only have one Grandchild.”[/color] Persephone said with a grin as she looked over, her uniform was detailed with Lunarian ranks, though much less armoured and more intended for status than combat. She had been stuck dealing with the Paranoia and such issues of the court far too much than wanting to get out and effect real changes against the kingdom's enemies and internal problems within the walls.

[color=bc8dbf]“Oh, How can we help? Please sit down and get comfortable.” [/color]She opened with a neutral to positive position not giving too much away but also not turning the woman away. She would let her open the door and tell her own side, it was much easier to learn about people by Just letting them do it themselves. She seemed to have a air…of something more interesting than the norm to the woman, some…intangible Way she carried herself despite the corrupting forces the blight had changed. 

With non verbal communication a long relationship had formed between them and a few glances and a nod, they chose to go less formal especially as they where hardly at court sat In an inn that though solid and warm, was not the most luxurious. They had to play things very different in this new land and it almost was a fun challenge, like their courting years. If you did not count the end of the world. 

[color=6ecff6]“I'm Lord Castellan, but Adon or Coswain is fine, formerly a Battalion commander, and this is my wife and better half Persephone. Probably my best choice I made.”[/color] He could not hide a little of his disappointment at his former role being taken away and did not exactly give his wife's status as a full throne agent of the king's eyes away freely. Though Anyone who digs deep enough might join dots, they have not been in town long. The banter between the couple came easily and was just part of them, entirely unforced and natural as a 20 some year bond could be. 

[color=bc8dbf]“And don,t you forget it”[/color] She said with a smile and to lighten things abit, people needed to feel comfortable to open up.[color=bc8dbf] “I'm Persephone, or the better half, what is it you need?”[/color] She was not actively doing this but that was just how she thought after Years of living her life the way she had, some things and Habits stuck hard and were not very easy to undo. 


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