He did not think he could ever tire of gazing upon his goddess as she wove together timeless elegance with a beauty that outshone all the other stars in the sky. Even in her current state of recovery she glimmered with the promise of what she had been and would be again, if given time and a chance to heal. That her fashion sense was never less than celestial did not go unnoticed, either, though his own artistry had been reduced from a vocation to a hobby as he chose to focus on his kingship and caring for his people.
He swam forward to meet the lady of stars at her invitation, reaching a large hand towards her with uncommon hesitance at the honor granted him in order to meet her pale, perfectly-shaped fingertips with his own. "Indeed," he rumbled, inclining his head in gratitude for her gift of legs, and for the appreciation of a different perspective of Halo than the water-bound one he was used to.
Her soft smile would have melted even Halo's ice if her clouds hadn't already warmed the waters around them. Hadama tilted his head thoughtfully, taking a slow, deep breath. "My allegiances are to you. To the Mer. And to Torchline," he confirmed. There were no contradictions between the three that he knew of. Safrin had granted his kingship her blessing, and he held the Merfolk throne and co-rulership of Torchline at her pleasure. "But... as your demigod, will I still remain of the Mer?" As her other demigods had remained human in their outward form, at least. "And what would be the cost of that path?" In magic and in shifts, as other demigods had lost in their transformations from mortal to something more.
He swam forward to meet the lady of stars at her invitation, reaching a large hand towards her with uncommon hesitance at the honor granted him in order to meet her pale, perfectly-shaped fingertips with his own. "Indeed," he rumbled, inclining his head in gratitude for her gift of legs, and for the appreciation of a different perspective of Halo than the water-bound one he was used to.
Her soft smile would have melted even Halo's ice if her clouds hadn't already warmed the waters around them. Hadama tilted his head thoughtfully, taking a slow, deep breath. "My allegiances are to you. To the Mer. And to Torchline," he confirmed. There were no contradictions between the three that he knew of. Safrin had granted his kingship her blessing, and he held the Merfolk throne and co-rulership of Torchline at her pleasure. "But... as your demigod, will I still remain of the Mer?" As her other demigods had remained human in their outward form, at least. "And what would be the cost of that path?" In magic and in shifts, as other demigods had lost in their transformations from mortal to something more.
