IANTO
sometimes love can kill a man
Another splash of colour would soon join Amalia as she descended into the underground, but this one came on wings and fluttered to land carefully on her shoulder. Ianto had been flying - aimlessly, yes, but flying all the same, when he had noticed the baker on her mission. Crimson feathers ruffling up against the cold, the cardinal became an adorable featherball and chirped a greeting to Amalia.
I hope you don't mind some company, Ianto said through their bond. Only I think I would be chastised if you were to disappear down here, and I was the last one to ever see you. His laughter was quiet, but that didn't make him any less serious. And besides, this would be a welcome distraction from... from... well. From what he had seen, felt after the events at the shrine in the Wildwood.
Who is the Prince, if I might ask?
Within, of course, the underground was treacherously dark and icy. And there was no sign of the creature that Amalia called. Yet.
I hope you don't mind some company, Ianto said through their bond. Only I think I would be chastised if you were to disappear down here, and I was the last one to ever see you. His laughter was quiet, but that didn't make him any less serious. And besides, this would be a welcome distraction from... from... well. From what he had seen, felt after the events at the shrine in the Wildwood.
Who is the Prince, if I might ask?
Within, of course, the underground was treacherously dark and icy. And there was no sign of the creature that Amalia called. Yet.
