Her voice was soothing to him, she was caring and compassionate. He liked that about her. The starboy spoke and rattled on, before he asked her an important question. He felt almost foolish to ask, after all she was a Queen. He was Iota. But ranks didn't matter to him. As he grew happier and comfortable, his pelt showed through. Amazing to even him. He still continued on, explaining himself before he heard the very words that made him smile for the first time in what felt like forever.
"Alistair, I would love to be your mate. And I'm sure your mate and your children thought you were important; I can't imagine how they wouldn't. It wasn't your fault they died." A smile lit up on his face at her words, so kind. He nodded. "Thank you, my Queen." He said softly, before he spoke again. "Well . . . I'm no savage King, but do you think we could have one night together?" He asked, gesturing to a matter of laying together. He knew this war meant he would die, but at least he would die happier.
With Nadias permission -- Fade in, fade out . . .
The Starboy glimmered under the dark sky, laying down with a thud beside the Queen. He smiled softly, looking to her before he looked up to the sky. "Thank you, my Queen." He murmured, resting his head on his paws.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"I'm not afraid of the fall!"
| Mated to Irina | Father of Redd & Firefly | Nightingale Iota | Metalhead |
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