I was not the only one to be visited by Nari in the winter. She swells and so does my curiosity; I cannot be mad for neither of us had made a promise of...monogamy and yet, I do wonder what she sees in Asteraia's king. Myself? Ah, I see opportunity. His children, if any truly are, will reside by the sea for some time and grow alongside my own - treaty, some might call it. Nari is carrying a treaty and an unspoken alliance within her even if neither Arturio or I utter the words ourselves. I wonder if she thought of such a thing or if she was merely curious enough come the winter to test the man fate had elected for her. Whatever the case, I will not sit idle any more. He has requested me and I will not turn down the opportunity.
Perhaps some part of me dares to feel even a little sorry for Aster as I move towards the southern border of Asteraia and yet it is a fleeting feeling, one I can only imagine in passing as the sun rises to its peak, obscured by a chance of rain as several small drops fall on my crown. It has been...many years since I have visited the plains and I take a moment to take in the vastness before I call for Arturio. I am some distance from the borders though, teetering the no mans land between the plains and Diveen as I settle into place. I will be patient for him today though there is an innate expectancy in my gaze when I do finally see him. I lower my head in a customary bow of greeting though in truth, I hope he is not a man of small talk.