hermialuvs
autism won today (cheering)
Jericho was a weapon of the king.
Found in the wreckage of his home, nearly half-dead as he was curled into his mother's cold body, the young cambion had been pried from her and taken back to the palace. It hadn't taken them long to realize what he was, what he was capable of, and for the next years of his life he was trained to be their servant. Their weapon. And now, the princess' knight. Jericho had seen her in passing a few times before, but never enough to really get to know her. Jericho was pretty sure that he's never really had a real conversation with her.
But with the date of her arranged marriage approaching closer and closer, Jericho had to make sure that she was safe enough. And with his abilities, he could definitely make sure that he could...so as long as the princess could cooperate with him. That was the one thing Jericho was nervous about. His job was already hard, and he hoped that she wouldn't make it much harder than it already was. Still, Jericho waited outside of her room as the morning sun crept higher and higher into the sky. "Are you dressed for today yet, your highness?" Jericho called, trying to keep any dryness out of his voice.
Found in the wreckage of his home, nearly half-dead as he was curled into his mother's cold body, the young cambion had been pried from her and taken back to the palace. It hadn't taken them long to realize what he was, what he was capable of, and for the next years of his life he was trained to be their servant. Their weapon. And now, the princess' knight. Jericho had seen her in passing a few times before, but never enough to really get to know her. Jericho was pretty sure that he's never really had a real conversation with her.
But with the date of her arranged marriage approaching closer and closer, Jericho had to make sure that she was safe enough. And with his abilities, he could definitely make sure that he could...so as long as the princess could cooperate with him. That was the one thing Jericho was nervous about. His job was already hard, and he hoped that she wouldn't make it much harder than it already was. Still, Jericho waited outside of her room as the morning sun crept higher and higher into the sky. "Are you dressed for today yet, your highness?" Jericho called, trying to keep any dryness out of his voice.