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❛ The only thing you have to be afraid of is me. ❜

    An amused but also nervous chuckle left Viren’s throat at the words of the startouched elf. “As far as I can tell, you won’t be able to leave this prison of yours without help from my side, so threatening me isn’t very wise of you, is it?”, the hum of the mage’s voice filled the small, dark room in which the mirror were hidden, through which he could contact Aaravos. 

     “Right now you aren’t really threatening at all.”

fatereigned‌:

     ❝Anything new you’ve been concocting I should be concerned about?❞ // @hatereigned & love us.

“Don’t you think that’s the last thing you should be worried about at the moment?” 

beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

aequum-regina‌:

@daddymage || ♕

The queen was no stranger to restless nights. There were times where she couldn’t rest and left the comfort of her husband’s arms to stand out on the balcony. And sometimes, she would catch glimpses of light within the mage’s tower, or she would be taking a walk and hear rustling within the library and the faint crackling of fire as it eats away at a candle. 

However the pain that flickered across Viren’s gaze before he ducked his head down- it was one she remembered all too well.

“Viren. Even if you think it shouldn’t be my concern, I can see whatever is troubling you is… a sensitive topic. And while you may not wish to discuss it with me… Let me tell you a story.”

She took a deep breath as she folded her hands over one another as she turned her gaze towards the flickering flames that danced upon the torch that hung nearby. While she was sure he didn’t want to hear this story, perhaps it would bring him a bit of clarity.

“…Before becoming Queen, I was with Callum’s father… He loved us very much… but one day when he went to war… He never came back… And during my grieving… I failed to realize how much it affected those around me… especially when i kept it to myself.”

Sarai paused, she had to take in a shaky breath as the memories came back to her. She could feel tears begin to well up at the corners of her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away so she could continue her story.

“It does no one any good to suffer in silence… But it does help to let out those emotions in the company of those you trust. Just… think about it.”

     The mage took a long breath while he still didn’t dared to look up, as if he feared his eyes, the mirror of his soul, would give his sorrow away, when the rest of his body already did. He kept silent which already said so much. He let his queen do all the talking instead. 

     Eagerly, he tried to listen, but just as Sarai had assumed, Viren didn’t really wanted to hear this story. It only let the pain in his chest grew greater. Not so much because of his own loss, but because of how he had to watch his dear friend suffer hers. 

     When tears were whipped away, he automatically reached out to comfort her, but stopped in the middle of the motion, clenched his hessitating hand to an fist and let if drop down again. A touch, or  even a hug seemed to intimate and inappropriate for their different hierarchical positions. Also the last thing he wanted was for someone who happens to walk by to take an embrace between them, alone in the library, in the middle of the night, out of context. 

     “Actually - ”, Viren seemed to had found his voice again while he locked eyes with Sarai. “I try to not think about it at all. It’s tiresome and I rather would prefer to not feel a thing, if it would make it stop once and for all.”, he finally admitted, voice unexpectedly collected, wearing a mask again that hid his true emotions almost perfectly. He wouldn’t break down that easily. Therefore, he was too well skilled in containing himself by now.

shinyarmored‌:

     Soren did not get the intent behind his words. A confused look flashed across his face before he spoke up again, “Are you saying that you’re sorry or not?” He asked. He didn’t know his father to be an apologetic man. So something about this rang false to him.

“It doesn’t matter–” Soren said somewhat dismissively. It was possible that he didn’t really want to know the answer to that question, “Why did you do that? Summon the council like that? Especially with the King’s seal. You do know that’s treason, right?”

“We can’t get you out, either.” He said low enough for his father to hear. Claudia would try to get him out. Though, he would not let her do that.

That magic took a lot out of her. 

     This conversation only had went so long and already grew tiresome. Talking to Soren reminded him of a soliloquy, even though a conversation with himself would be richer than one with his son. Therefor, Viren didn’t bother to answer his first question and simply sighed deeply at being misunderstood once again. His head shook only so slightly by doing so. 

     The further questioning however surprised him. “Since when do you understand anything about politics, Soren? What do you think were the reason why I did it? You neither couldn’t sit still, could you? I had to do something to save our kingdom! I thought, with the help of our allies, Katolis would be safe. But I fear, in the end, it was for nothing…” His head hung low as well as his gaze that now lingered on Soren’s feet. 

     Maybe there he had the answer to the question what he were sorry for. The thing he regretted the most was even trying to find a more or less peaceful solution, trying to convince their allies with logic and tragic stories, when he could have used magic right off the beginning to force his will on them. 

     “If you don’t intend to free me, I don’t have any more answers for your questions, son.”, he broke his own silence again to end this conversation for good.

bladesheart‌:

@daddymage || (x)

Eyes widened in fear. Of course she had to go and run her big mouth. There was a time and a place for these things, and this definitely was not it. She took a couple of steps back, hoping to make some distance and show she did not want to attack.

His words stung because they were true. If she hadn’t failed to convince Runaan then they wouldn’t be in this mess. The king would be alive and keeping the sorcerer in check. She feels like she could have made a good rapport with the late king and earned his trust to take his boys halfway across the world on this critical diplomatic mission. 

This whole mess was her fault.

     The mage stood tall and proud, even though he was dependant on the magic staff he leaned on to keep his balance most of the time. The sudden loss of words the elf seemed to suffer, satisfied him. His words had hit hard, like the truth always tended to do. There was no argument this moonshadow elf, who’s name he couldn’t be bothered to memorize, could bring up to change his mind. 

     Neither could she bring him to change his mind on elves in general, no matter how well she and the princes got along. 

     Now that she were about to distance herself from the mage, which could be seen as attempt to escape, Viren shouted out for the guards. She wasn’t worth the hassle of getting his own hands dirty.

magusarcanum‌:

            Callum felt his hands curl unconsciously into fists at his sides. he could tell the man didn’t believe him. it was almost like he was mocking Callum for believing he could learn magic the right way { at least the right way to Callum }. he was determined to prove him wrong. he’d prove everyone wrong.

                                      『 ❝ maybe. maybe not. that doesn’t mean I won’t try. ❞ 』

            Callum was a stubborn boy by nature. for all his kindness and caring capabilities, he was hardheaded and determined. he would do whatever it took to prove he could be more than just the Step-Prince of Katolis.

    The angry expression Callum’s, followed by his determinant words let the high mage chuckle again. His amusement were impossible to hide at this point, which was the reason why Viren didn’t even tried any longer. 

    “I wish for your endless optimism, Callum. As well as I wish you all the luck in the world, because you will clearly need it.”, he commented on the young prince’s project and patted the younger’s shoulder as symbol for his harmless intentions. He didn’t meant ill.

     At least that was what he wanted Callum to believe.

so were they like……..friends?

star-dragon-art‌:

He’s been in that mirror a while without any company.

A few weeks ago I said I was gonna draw a High School Football dragon prince AU and it’s time I delivered on my promise. 

The Katolis Crownsguards vs the Xadian Assassins are pawnee vs eagleton level rivals and they’re going head to head in the championships. Harrow and Runaan are the coaches and they hate each other. Soren is a senior and the Katolis quarterback, Rayla is the Xadian runningback. Callum is the begrudging waterboy and I didn’t draw Ezran but he’s probably running around under the bleachers stealing food during the games. Claudia’s a junior and Virens idk probably a chemistry teacher or something nerds do. Legit no idea how the egg factors into this…….oh WAIT: 

Tempers rise when Xadias mascot aka the dragon egg goes missing…..rumor has it its in the Katolis high locker room…..

Aaravos will gladly fill that void

War changes people

the vibes i was getting from dragon prince season 2 trailer.

Look how sad Viren looks while watching Harrow’s family portrait 😭❤️

i look at you and i can see it in your face; you think you hide it, but i see you. / i see the hurt, the dark circles beneath your eyes and the quiet plea dancing on your bottom lip, too afraid to be voiced, too afraid to be heard because you’re too afraid to be hurt. / and i just want to take you and wrap you up in my arms; hold you, console you, tell you things that you’ll believe but you don’t seem to believe anything anymore because you have been deceived far too many times. / so i’ll just look at you and see the pain in your fake smile, and i’ll smile back and i’ll hear the attempted deception when you tell me that you’re just tired, and i’ll say me too. / i know you’re broken inside, i can see it in your eyes. / violets are blue, and so are you. — m.k.                                             template cred.

                                                    sarai . harrow . viren                                    loved by :  satan™ . cerys . fuchs