BASTIEN
Azrael had told him about the notice on the board, the Fae waiting in the temple, and Bastien had known immediately he would have to go and speak with Juniper himself. Not that he didn't trust his child to make a good impression on the visitor, but as a council member here it felt right he have a part in it...and Azrael, as much as he loved them and as smart as they were, was still very young. He had to make sure they hadn't said anything in error that would cause a problem.
So he waited in the temple for Juniper to appear, around where Azrael said she had been. Wearing a simple outfit, just a plain kurta and pants, he leaned back in one of the benches and reminisced about the first time he had entered this Temple, when he had met Safrin...how different he had been then, how fresh to the world. So much had changed.
When he saw Juniper enter (and it had to be her, because how many Fae came into the Grounds on an average day?), Bastien would stand and smiling, bow his head at her. "I understand you are the Fae wanting to meet my people. It is an honour."
So he waited in the temple for Juniper to appear, around where Azrael said she had been. Wearing a simple outfit, just a plain kurta and pants, he leaned back in one of the benches and reminisced about the first time he had entered this Temple, when he had met Safrin...how different he had been then, how fresh to the world. So much had changed.
When he saw Juniper enter (and it had to be her, because how many Fae came into the Grounds on an average day?), Bastien would stand and smiling, bow his head at her. "I understand you are the Fae wanting to meet my people. It is an honour."
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
A generation lost in space
