Not all the water in the rough rude sea,
Despite his best efforts, Maeve had successfully made her son settle into the sanctuary for the war. All he had wanted to do was help, at least a little. he hadn't been planning to fight or anything. Yet Maeve had still caught him. It was frustrating but he understood him mum's concern. But with Safrin's protection, he would have been fine!
Edmund was sitting on the dock, deep in thought when Ruth's call reached him. Slightly curious and figuring it'd be best to make the most of his situation, the young Abandoned made his way over. it'd be something to do and learning new skills was a productive usage of his time.
Spotting Paige, he perked up a bit and sat next to her with a flop. "Hey." He didn't recognize the other two, but he did give them brief smiles in greeting, remembering his manners.
Edmund eyed the materials around them in confusion before eyeing Ruth with a warm smile, "What are we making?"
Edmund was sitting on the dock, deep in thought when Ruth's call reached him. Slightly curious and figuring it'd be best to make the most of his situation, the young Abandoned made his way over. it'd be something to do and learning new skills was a productive usage of his time.
Spotting Paige, he perked up a bit and sat next to her with a flop. "Hey." He didn't recognize the other two, but he did give them brief smiles in greeting, remembering his manners.
Edmund eyed the materials around them in confusion before eyeing Ruth with a warm smile, "What are we making?"
Edmund Ansel the Prince of Torchline
can wash the balm of an annoited king
