Even Kings needed breaks from their crowns sometimes, and Hadama was carrying a great deal of weight on his broad shoulders in recent seasons. It was nearly impossible for him to take anything resembling a vacation within Torchline, but their neighbor to the north had a renowned hot springs and none of the locals - Ancients, mostly - would have any particular expectations or duties for a Safrin demigod or foreign leader.
He moved through the steaming cavern with a wistful memory of his last visit there in Seren's company, then shook his head to focus himself back on the moment and his purpose in coming.
To relax. To think of neither gods nor responsibilities for one full hour, and to focus on his own well-being.
He chose a pool at random, slipping into it from its far end and letting his legs merge and shift into the comfort of his mertail. He swam lazily across it, passing through a curtain of steam only to find that it was already occupied--
And by someone unexpectedly familiar.
"Elizabeth?" he rumbled in quiet but pleasant surprise at running into the Halovian in the Climb.
He moved through the steaming cavern with a wistful memory of his last visit there in Seren's company, then shook his head to focus himself back on the moment and his purpose in coming.
To relax. To think of neither gods nor responsibilities for one full hour, and to focus on his own well-being.
He chose a pool at random, slipping into it from its far end and letting his legs merge and shift into the comfort of his mertail. He swam lazily across it, passing through a curtain of steam only to find that it was already occupied--
And by someone unexpectedly familiar.
"Elizabeth?" he rumbled in quiet but pleasant surprise at running into the Halovian in the Climb.
