King Elk Forest Wintertide Jubilee, the first.

after what he had learned of calhoun and his preference, the guard did not allow himself to stray far from célnes. the trees hung whispering with frost, clacking in unruly breezes. it was because of this that their king had summoned them. germanicus was not far behind as she sang her aria into the forest, excitement and delight twining in her voice.

he stepped into the clearing almost as sacnite did, hushflower eyes holding to her searching cheekbone a moment before he passed his attention to célnes. calhoun had sung next. the eaglebound took up his usual sentry alongside the king, expression wiped of anything notable and gaze focused ahead, though peripherals itched for the opportunity to expose the treachery hidden in kingslend.