there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
I used to hide in the library and read. It came out with all the trappings of a closely held secret, though anyone who'd known Loren in the past would have guessed as much. Giving a mental shrug back, he honked in disagreement with Sunjata as well. I know. I can still be sorry to hear about it. That was true too. As the bartender understandably asked if the healer wanted to talk about it, he stilled. Letting the water just push him, he drifted for a long moment. Finally, he paddled to the edge and climbed out, shifting back to human as he did. "Alright. It's a...long story though." It came out quietly, and the other man would feel the Launceleyn's mental walls creeping up.
When he spoke, it was in the hushed tones of someone who'd told this sad tale more times than he cared to. "A long, long time ago, my family grew strong in magic. This threatened the king and queen of the time, so our families came to an agreement. My ancestors and their children and their children's children and so on were bound to the royal bloodline with an oath of total obedience." Sighing, he looked out at the distant horizon. "Breaking it meant instant death."
and it's bringing me out the dark
LOREN
