[Gilgamesh props up his head on his free hand and, reading into the affirmative body language, now rests quite comfortably against Adrasteius. His apparent bulk is deceptive; he doesn't weigh much more than an average elf, and he's got the natural hum of magic about him, too.
It goes without saying that the beauty of King, up close, could rival his own people.]
My guardianship is a perpetual endeavor, not temporary dictatorship. I will always have eyes upon my flock, as that is what it means to tend a garden.
[By definition, Gilgamesh couldn't, and wouldn't, leave. This came with its own share of drawbacks... namely that the so-called sun was endlessly possessive of his things.]
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[Gilgamesh props up his head on his free hand and, reading into the affirmative body language, now rests quite comfortably against Adrasteius. His apparent bulk is deceptive; he doesn't weigh much more than an average elf, and he's got the natural hum of magic about him, too.
It goes without saying that the beauty of King, up close, could rival his own people.]
My guardianship is a perpetual endeavor, not temporary dictatorship. I will always have eyes upon my flock, as that is what it means to tend a garden.
[By definition, Gilgamesh couldn't, and wouldn't, leave. This came with its own share of drawbacks... namely that the so-called sun was endlessly possessive of his things.]