Starglow Basin Serpent

castel rises when leto nudges him, the shame of his forced submission still burning in his eyes. his pride aches, but he swallows that feeling, letting it sink beneath the need for a place to stay—somewhere to stand longer than a night or two. he clamps his jaw tight, cutting off the growl that threatens to escape.

he doesn’t spare soto another glance; no point giving the serpent another reason to bare fangs. instead, he turns to leto, whose gentle words seem too bright for a world so cruel. he offers a curt nod, tension coiled through his limbs.

lead the way, hermosa.