NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
Neron had almost expected the blinding white of the sun, so to find his eyes sheltered was a pleasant surprise. The sight of Rexanna, fanged grin and all, was even more pleasant. After Wessex’s sharp edges and cold nature, he had not known what to expect, but it wasn’t this. All the better. ”Rexanna,” he returned, his smile less bright, less open, but polite nonetheless. He gave her a curt bow in greeting - practical but keeping manners in check - and gestured for her to lead the way out and into the grounds.
”No apology needed, be assured. It gave me an excuse to warm my feet on sunnier lands for a little while.” It had been a very long time since Neron had felt the warmth of the sun on his skin. The gifts he was not expecting, but he accepted them with a nod and a smile. ”They will be well appreciated, as I hope my own are. The first may not be of use until Deepfrost, but when it does come you will find nothing warmer.”
”No apology needed, be assured. It gave me an excuse to warm my feet on sunnier lands for a little while.” It had been a very long time since Neron had felt the warmth of the sun on his skin. The gifts he was not expecting, but he accepted them with a nod and a smile. ”They will be well appreciated, as I hope my own are. The first may not be of use until Deepfrost, but when it does come you will find nothing warmer.”
