Just in time for the ball. RP with vigueurdedessus
((ooc: After this:))
In hell, it doesn’t take a huge amount of searching to find a very good blacksmith. One only needs to pay Wayland Smith a visit. It turns out that the man already has some perfectly crafted brands… and it logically follows that he’s created some specifically with the Prince in mind. The one Phoenix selects is extravagantly expensive, but the workmanship is so exquisite and delicate, it’s the perfect monogram of Azrael’s mark.
Crown Prince Azrael, Lord of the Summerlands, Master of the Horsemen. All in the beautiful setting of the Prince’s royal seal. It leaves little doubt as to whom the wearer of the mark belongs.
Oh sweet Grace.
Of course the dungeons have plenty of helpful ‘staff’. It wouldn’t be difficult to have a couple of burly jailers manhandle the shrew into a chamber and onto the bench. But where’s the fun in that? And so, a couple of days after their first meeting, Phoenix gates straight to Grace’s cage in the gardens, bearing a metal collar and a pair of manacles.
“You didn’t think I’d forgotten you, kitten?”
In hell, it doesn’t take a huge amount of searching to find a very good blacksmith. One only needs to pay Wayland Smith a visit. It turns out that the man already has some perfectly crafted brands… and it logically follows that he’s created some specifically with the Prince in mind. The one Phoenix selects is extravagantly expensive, but the workmanship is so exquisite and delicate, it’s the perfect monogram of Azrael’s mark.
Crown Prince Azrael, Lord of the Summerlands, Master of the Horsemen. All in the beautiful setting of the Prince’s royal seal. It leaves little doubt as to whom the wearer of the mark belongs.
Oh sweet Grace.
Of course the dungeons have plenty of helpful ‘staff’. It wouldn’t be difficult to have a couple of burly jailers manhandle the shrew into a chamber and onto the bench. But where’s the fun in that? And so, a couple of days after their first meeting, Phoenix gates straight to Grace’s cage in the gardens, bearing a metal collar and a pair of manacles.
“You didn’t think I’d forgotten you, kitten?”