The middle of a snowy field deep in the wilderness of Northern Europe was hardly a place Queen Mab would have expected to meet someone. She had crossed to the mortal world, wishing for silence after a particularly draining week at the battlefield. She was now standing there, dressed in a simple lavender gown, her long white hair bound in a braided do that was topped with a circlet of frozen holly vines and was looking up at the crisp night sky when someone’s presence entered her attention.
She waited to see if she would be addressed, then turned slowly towards the presence
“I must admit I expected to be alone so far deep in the wilderness,” her voice rang in the silence with all the clarity of freezing water springing out from a mountain peak.
Axel sat on the field alone, it had been a few years since he had killed and left his sire due to the things that he was doing while he was with her, as he heard footsteps he paid no mind to them till he heard a voice come from behind him.
He turned and gave the other a small smile. “One cant help the call of the mountains and the loneliness the give off. It brings peace to this one to be up here without the noise of the mortal word.” He told her as he shook the fur that was around his shoulders.
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