Whether clad in starshine or a dress of living light, Safrin was still the most beautiful being that Hadama had ever seen and he bowed his head deeply in reverence for his lady. He could not keep his eyes downcast for long, however, as he invariably sought out the sight of the goddess in her glory. He had first seen her here, back before the War, when he had been a simple journeyman seasmith of the Mer and the sight had remained impressed upon his heart as one of his most treasured memories in all the years since.
Back before he had become her loyal King. Before he had given her his heart and soul, and she had reforged his bones in starfire and captured moonlight in his blood.
He tilted his head up into her touch, eyes drifting half-closed in the pleasure of the connection, but he focused intently on her words. Her approval washed through him and buoyed him up and he sent a pulse of understanding and gratitude through the Attuned bond. Thank you, Safrin, he murmured in the thoughts between them. It will be done.
He basked in her glow, tail moving only enough to keep him beneath her fingertips for a few moments longer before he drew himself together and opened his eyes fully once more, emerald gaze searching her face with more solemnity. Is there anything that I may do for you? Her gifts to him were cherished, but he was very much aware of the responsibilities that came with his powers. If there was a task that required a demigod - albeit one who was still learning the extent of his strength - he was willing to undertake it for his goddess in thanks for all that she had already done for him.
Back before he had become her loyal King. Before he had given her his heart and soul, and she had reforged his bones in starfire and captured moonlight in his blood.
He tilted his head up into her touch, eyes drifting half-closed in the pleasure of the connection, but he focused intently on her words. Her approval washed through him and buoyed him up and he sent a pulse of understanding and gratitude through the Attuned bond. Thank you, Safrin, he murmured in the thoughts between them. It will be done.
He basked in her glow, tail moving only enough to keep him beneath her fingertips for a few moments longer before he drew himself together and opened his eyes fully once more, emerald gaze searching her face with more solemnity. Is there anything that I may do for you? Her gifts to him were cherished, but he was very much aware of the responsibilities that came with his powers. If there was a task that required a demigod - albeit one who was still learning the extent of his strength - he was willing to undertake it for his goddess in thanks for all that she had already done for him.
