Asleep under the Autumn sun in a field outside of Dagsion, Cai seemed to be relaxing. His horse asleep behind him, and a smile on his face, a common he wore expression during such dark times. He had already gone about all of his tasks for the day and was taking it easy... +
He glanced at his own hand, his skin was melting. He tried running to Peter and Tialla, only for his legs to melt beneath him. Tears burned his cheeks as consciousness drifted, growls turned to sobs as he felt himself get engulfed by light...
// you ever get so passionate about hating something so much you manage to lose all exhaustion from your body
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Raksha... He had thought Dagda was the greatest problem... But no. That woman that plunged the world into dark times. She made him angry. Yet he'd never show it publicly.
"...Raksha just watched? I'm... not surprised. My mind is made up, we'll clear your name, Orchel. I swear."
Cai listened to Orchels grievances like a good grandson would... Though he glanced at his hand and met Balors gaze right back at him...
"Well... Wanting things to be normal or... regular, isn't uncommon... I lost myself a little after pop passed, and if I didn't have mom there +
"Off the clock? I didn't know being Divine Sovereign was something you can clock out of! Regardless-"
-Cue his face getting squeezed-
"Ahah- I hear that a lot, honestly. Centurio says I got my mom's looks and pops determination... And hair."
"...Whilst I do owe her for letting me see pop, I can only extend that kindness so far, especially when she's manipulating others into being cruel to you."
He sighed, almost ashamed for ever giving Iliana a moment of attention.
"Honestly, I wish I met you before I met her, I+












