Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20190920041756

“Oh geez, she must be getting restless.... Ok, thanks for seeing to Cyndwella, Aigis. Well, see you in the morning.” With wave Marcus turns down the hall toward the room where Cyndwella waits. Inside the room Cyndwella sits at a mirror combing her violet silky hair, a smile creeps onto her face as she hears the familiar thuds of Marcus’ on the hard wood floor and the subsequent ching of his spurs.

The door creams open and Marcus stands in the doorway as he scans the room. Though mildly decrepit, the room was spacious and comfortable, in no small part to Cyndwella having lit every candle with her own flame. The room was bathed in a violet glow, immediately making Marcus relaxed and carefree. Cyndwella looked over her shoulder, her crimson irises glowed in the warm tint of the candle lights.

“Marc, you mind helping your queen with her hair?” Cyndwella waves the comb at him.

“Not one damn bit....” Marcus walks over and takes the comb, holding Cyndwella’s hand that held the comb for a moment. He began gently brushing and straightening Cyndwella’s immaculate hair.

“Now then, I’ve made a list of possible baby names with Eva for our new daughters-“

“DAUGHTERS!” Marcus jumps. “I thought Eva was pregnant with one!”

“Oh that’s right, we didn’t tell you. She’s having twins!” Cyndwella throws her hands up, while turns white as a ghost and faints.

“Poor boy, he’s just too high strung.... HEHEHEHEHEHE!” Cyndwella snickers in a mischievous tone.