[Today was the big day. The past week seemed to just crawl by at a snail's pace. To keep himself busy and not to be religiously checking up on their egg, Stolas dove into writing possible names for their child. Which... by now... he had filled an entire notebook of.
When he grew tired of writing, he resorted to cleaning and organizing his massive library. Oh~ What's a good bed time story to start with? And of course after reading this one they had to read that one next. Satan help this child cause Stolas was plotting out the next few years of book reading. Someone stop him, he was pacing around the palace looking so restless.
Just outside the nursery, Stolas nervously bounced on his talons, waiting for Blitzø to arrive. He promised he would wait for him, that they would do this together. What was keeping him? Did the job go south? Did he need to go fetch him? Breathe, Stolas, breathe.]
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When he grew tired of writing, he resorted to cleaning and organizing his massive library. Oh~ What's a good bed time story to start with? And of course after reading this one they had to read that one next.
Satan help this child cause Stolas was plotting out the next few years of book reading. Someone stop him, he was pacing around the palace looking so restless.Just outside the nursery, Stolas nervously bounced on his talons, waiting for Blitzø to arrive. He promised he would wait for him, that they would do this together. What was keeping him? Did the job go south? Did he need to go fetch him? Breathe, Stolas, breathe.]