Thehighlordofspring - The Ever-fixed Mark Shall Not Be Shaken

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Patrolling the border was safer than it used to be. This was the only reason that Tamlin felt comfortable occasionally staying behind and burying himself in library research — still trying to find a magical solution to the blight. On those instances, he always left Lucien in charge. His second in command had proven himself a capable leader more than once.

He kept a cool head, and used his wits both in battle and out. The advantages were tenfold. The disadvantages were minimal, but…obvious. Of all his men, Lucien had the most difficult time forming a relationship with his horse. It was ironic. He was silver tongued with people, but his steed knew snakes weren’t to be trusted. Tamlin had the opposite problem. He had a much easier time talking to animals than people. He understood animals.

Taming Lucien’s horse had not been simple, but after nearly a year of waking up before dawn and working together — Tamlin had structured a treaty between the two of them. Even if it was tenuous.

His morning was spent in books written in the language of the old fae. Translating it was no easy task. By mid afternoon he had a headache. That headache transformed into a cat nap.

Only the loud commotion in the hallway woke him. Clamor, clash, and clang — Tamlin jolted awake from his feline slumber. He accidentally morphed back into his own body, and began falling down a very high shelf — which was no proper resting place for a fae of six foot two.

More crashing.

Tamlin frowned, grumbling to himself about cats and their tendency for misadventure.

The commotion in the other room had not ceased. He rubbed his head, exiting the library, and walking towards the source of the noise. Indeed, his company had returned; but unexpectedly they were all circled around two chairs in the middle, which held Lucien with his leg propped up.

Alis was tending to it.

“By the cauldron!” Tamlin rubbed his eyes, hoping that he was dreaming. “What happened to you?”

Lucien scowled and pointed out the open door to the dappled gray, grinning horse. “Why not you ask her? It’s her fault!”

“Really —“ Tamlin started. Blame the horse? Was Lucien serious?

“It’s broken.” Alis confirmed.

Tamlin’s mouth fell open. Fae rarely broke bones.

“Shut your mouth or you’ll catch flies.” Lucien grumbled.

“You’re serious?” Tamlin tilted his head, looking from Lucien to the horse. “Explain.”

“Bucked me off the saddle.” Lucien said plainly.

“Stupid horse.” Tamlin mumbled, glaring out the door at the beast.

He’d have a serious conversation with him later. Equine to equine. No one hurt his best friend and got away with it.

questions about your character.

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ -  Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?

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Tamlin values loyalty more than almost anything else. He has struggled to maintain relationships where others treat him like an equal. Despite his good intentions and honorable effort — a theme of being taken for advantage runs through his life. Despite all of the setbacks, Tamlin still believes in his core that most people are good. This hope is often his anchor when things go awry. His loyalty is hard to win, due to the strong boundaries which he has in place around his heart, body, and mind; but when he truly trusts another there is a connection formed that runs deeper than blood. He is a ride or die friend — literally.