[h2][center][i][color=Peru]Vaclav Domonkos [/color] & [color=azure]Artemis Fleur[/color][/i][/center][/h2]

[b]Ashkevron Residence in Askavi:
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Vaclav tensed further when another warlord prince showed up at the doorstep, warblade in one hand. Despite the Eyrien not showing any hostilities towards Artemis or him, Vaclav did not enjoy being outnumbered in case anything were to happen. “Out pleasure,” he responded. “I’m glad she could come home safely.” He silently worndered who this Faeril was as the prince talked to the woman who opened the door for him. Was she the keeper of the house- the true black widow who was rumored to reside here? 

So who was the person who opened the door? Vaclav assessed Fatima further, eyes glazing at her without trying to stare. He felt a strange pull to her, telling him to accept her offer of breakfast. However, despite his curiosity, Vaclav needed to move along so he could get Artemis safe. He didn’t mind doing a favor, but they already had wasted the morning away. “Thank you for the offer-"

As he was ready to excuse himself, Artemis cut him off. “We would love to join for coffee and dinner.” She could tell that Vaclav wanted to leave and go off to wherever was safe, but she didn’t think that a quick break would do them any harm.  The woman who greeted them at the door seemed friendly enough. She was also sure that despite how intimidating the two warlord princes looked, they would did not mean any harm. She also felt it rude for them to turn down an offer. 

Vaclav met her eyes as she cut him off, surprise. Artemis smile back at him and simply shook his head. Even though they didn’t have any verbal conversation, the two knew each other well enough to understand what each did not want to say in front of strangers. Vaclav's raised eyebrow inquired Artemis about her decision while her head shake told him that she felt that there was no detriment to them staying for a bit. When his eyes narrowed with reluctance, Artemis grabbed his arm and pulled him to the door. 

This led to Vaclav rolling his eyes, acquiescing to his friend’s decision. He didn’t want to argue with Artemis and would seem rude when she already agreed to breakfast so he followed her as the two were led into the kitchen, sitting down next to her.