Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20181124220120/@comment-34052734-20181125232455

Fredrik followed his father, leaving Casimir behind.

Casimir was on one knee, holding Laura’s hand and helping her up. He hadn’t said anything since the engagement was decided, only lifting her up to make sure she would be in good condition.

The red-blooded man peered at the fallen guard. His eyes honed in on the arrow. “Well, someone shot him...They’ve got a good aim, too.”