#* CASTAELAR { ANSWERED }

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rubiesintherough asked: ∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured / bloodied ] . ( Nemŭs / anyone! )

CASTAELAR'S EYES DARTED over to the unfamiliar face that seemingly appeared from the smoke, quick to shuffle himself back and hold out his hand before him. His magic sparked; purple mist quick to dance around his body as his usually blue irises became a shade of violet. He was on guard and for good reason. Him and his guard had come under attack, leaving several bodies strewn across the floor whilst himself and others had sustained injuries. His concern was not for himself though ~ crown well and truly forgotten ~ his concern was to keep his guard safe from harm and he did not know this newcomer for love nor money.

" NAME YOURSELF AND STATE YOUR CAUSE! " His head pounded from the injury to his temple and he could feel the warmth of his blood as it trickled down the side of his face and his cheekbone. Still, he ignored it as much as he could to try and fathom out if this unfamiliar being was friend or foe; if they were the latter, then he'd need to deal with them as quickly as possible.

@rubiesintherough EMPTYING ASKBOX NOT SURE ON MEME / NOT ACCEPTING

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rubiesintherough asked: " these are very dangerous men. " ( bren / castaelar )

" Yeah? --- Would you prefer it if I said that I was quaking in my boots? 'cause really, I'm far from it. Let them come to us; let them try their might. I've got more than a few tricks up my sleeve, as has my General and his army. " CONFIDENCE OOZED WITH his words and he held a smile upon his lips to match it. The men that Bren spoke of might well be very dangerous, but then so was he, so was his General, Koralitahl. He was a High Elf, he was far from meek and feeble, and life experiences had only helped him to not be.

He cast a quick glance in Bren's direction as they stood on the hilltop, looking out over the valley and the kingdom around them. His eyes could just about make out the slow advancement of the danger that Bren spoke of but they were at least half a day's ride away yet. " Let them come, Bren... We'll be more than ready for them. They'll not know what has hit them if they even try to attack. "

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fangsforhire asked: ❛  is desk sex off the table ? … pun fully intended , by the way .  ❜ @ Castaelar

HE MIGHT BE A DOMINANT, but that did not mean that his interest did not get piqued, per se, by the words that left the lips of his husband. He'd spent his morning tucked away, hiding and sorting out his office, so it had not come as a surprise to him that Lucien had sought him out, but to hear those utterings, well, he found himself smirking as his eyes looked over and met with him.

Papers that were held within the grasp of his hands were slowly set aside and with it, Castaelar allowed a hum to slip free from the back of his throat. His mind was already at work, decorating the space of his desk with Lucien's figure and the positions that he wanted to put him in upon it. He felt that indication of desire; the slow tightening within his trousers that was luckily currently hidden by the vast desk between them.

" Are you merely saying such because I've just cleared my desk? or do you want me to bend you over and give you quite the seeing too? --- Do I need to enquire if you've been bad at all, Kitten? " There it was. The Dominant within him beginning to seep out with the questions that he asked. Hi eyes flashed in their shade of purple, that magic within him ignited by the mental images his mind had conjured. Still, he showed his restraint, remained calm and composed, standing before him at his desk.

@fangsforhire SOFT WORDS & SOFT SKIN / ACCEPTING.