Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-24366541-20170606210019

Daemon grew weary of the talk of his exploits in the arena, rising to leave, he made contact once again with the princess' almost empty eyes and began to feel a searing pain on his chest.

The ring!

He quickly removed the chained ring, that his mother had given him the evening she'd passed, from under his shirt.

But it's ice cold...

In this movement he bumped in to a royal legionaire, his face stoic, yet annoyed.