Evadne
"You look and smell like ass."
His lips are blue from the cold, frost taking home on his golden skin and making him look like the miniature version of a snow god. His dark eyes are bloodshot and his clothes are ripped in quite a lot of places, like he'd suffered an attack from a wild animal in the woods.
He sways slightly, blinking around at our surroundings like he doesn't quite know how he arrived here. His entourage is gone. He looks dazed. The soles of his boots are torn up in a way that makes me wonder if he had walked the entire way here. Though, that'd be impossible in this weather. And for once, he doesn't look inclined to murder me. He just looks lost. "Rea--" He shakes his head. "Astrea?"
My brow arches as I rub the behind of the horse. "You didn't seem like you cared when you nearly cleaved her in half."
"Siblings fight all the time," he says, voice trembling. He looks like he's a step away from dying. That makes me very pleased.
