Private Tales To Eclipse Them All

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
When Eira smiled, genuinely, it warmed her entire expression. She supposed it took a lot to render the likes of Leovold speechless, but she had bared plenty to him in just one hallway. The presentation of the gift was her way of changing the subject, afraid he would ask too many questions about where her heart may be... but Eira's smile began to falter.

"Let this mark a strengthening to our friendship." Her voice was soft again, her eyes averting from his to look at the dagger handsomely fashioned with him in mind. "Perhaps one day, we should discuss what marriage will look like, but I always find allies and then friends is always a good basis of any relationship."

She held out her hand, an invitation for him to take it and lead her to where it was he had in mind. It had been important to tell him, to give him the gift for this was the first time they were alone without any other eyes on them. And should there be ears listening, then they both had not said anything too inflammatory.
 
A wistful puff of air escaped Leovold as he allowed himself a lighthearted smile. After a moment he pocketed the dagger and took Eira's offered hand, pulling her to his side as the two of them approached an ornate set of double doors, high in the central most portion of the Solherre estate.

"I agree. Which is why I shall give my response here," Leovold replied simply as he pushed the doors open and led Eira inside.

Within was a chamber that looked almost like it belonged in a cathedral. Stained glass depictions of men and dragons circled the room high above, and great, gothic pillars held high arches aloft. The floor was carved stone, bearing pristine carvings of astral bodies and the patterns they hewed across the sky, and tapestries and banners bearing depictions of various Solherres and the house's insignia hung about tastefully.

By far what drew the eye most, however, was the dais at the center of the room, upon which rested a gemstone the size of a small child. The stone radiated a soft warmth and a comforting golden glow, and seemed to constantly hum a pleasant tone. Speckles of light were cast about the room by the stone, as though the sun itself was shining on a large prism.

"This is the Dawnstone. The ancient artifact which was created to symbolize the genesis of House Solherre, and the pact that we forged with the sun dragon brood, long, long ago," Leovold introduced, closing the doors behind as he let Eira's hand free.
 
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Eira took a few steps inside to take in the entirety of the room. The stained glass held her gaze captive, transfixed on the sundrenched depictions of Leovold's ancestors and their sun dragons. The light washed over her, colouring her in warmth and the occasional cool toned glass. "This is beautiful."

The Malennis' did not have a room like this. If the Solherre's had their sunlit room, the Malennis' had a moonlit garden room.

Turning her head, she spied the stone Leovold spoke of. It's glow was as brilliant as the sun, but the warmth it gave to the room was something that felt natural upon her skin. As if they were stood out under the rays of the sun that had now lowered beneath the horizon.

"It is always a blessing to see a physical manifestation of the promise between our ancestors and the dragons that chose to bond with them." It was the very history of Thanasis. To this day, it is remembered and honoured. Eira found herself smiling slightly. "I used to admire the sun dragons before my own moon dragon had chosen me."

There was some mischief in her gaze as she slowly wandered closer to tje Dawnstone. She always ensured to keep a good few feet away, but she merely wished to witness more of it's brilliance. "I suppose our dragons will produce a mixed breed. I do hope they inherit the luminosity of the sun dragons."
 
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