yet my blood renders me a King
Perhaps it was an odd time to work on his sword, but Sah needed to channel his restless magic somewhere. This seemed like the perfect opportunity. If things went horribly wrong, there was water readily available to put out any stray sparks.
Still reeling from his success, Sah held out the blade for Tal to inspect with a feral grin. "I told you that I intended to learn how to craft magical weapons this year." He hadn't been sure if he'd be able to do so, but here he was. It was even more satisfying than he had anticipated.
Tal scooted back to splash him and Sah snickered before sheathing his blade. Wiping the water off of his face, he raised a brow, "They could use some work." Mischief reached his eyes and he added, "But so could yours!" With that as his only warning, Sah reached down and swiftly splashed water at the courier.
Still reeling from his success, Sah held out the blade for Tal to inspect with a feral grin. "I told you that I intended to learn how to craft magical weapons this year." He hadn't been sure if he'd be able to do so, but here he was. It was even more satisfying than he had anticipated.
Tal scooted back to splash him and Sah snickered before sheathing his blade. Wiping the water off of his face, he raised a brow, "They could use some work." Mischief reached his eyes and he added, "But so could yours!" With that as his only warning, Sah reached down and swiftly splashed water at the courier.
Sah
