[indent][indent][indent] [table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell][color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [right] [img]https://i.imgur.com/KC23pQL.png[/img] [/right] [/cell][cell] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [sup][h2][center] [color=BLACK][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color] [color=94b0c4][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color][center][sub][sub][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d8/2a/ffd82ab740e7017d32f52a89d77f567e.jpg][i][sub]♖ o u t f i t ♖[/sub][/i][/url][color=gray](#1)[/color] [/sub][/sub] [/center] [/center] [/h2][/sup] [center][color=silver][sub]S O R I A N P A R K , 6 : 0 0 P M [/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]I N T E R A C T I O N S : [@Conscripts][@JJ Doe][/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]M E N T I O N S :[/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [/cell] [/row] [/table] [/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5hvxqqK.png[/img] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=gray] Mathias, far too busy with pillow stacking, did not approach the small group that had formed around Lady Violet. He had smiled her way, bowing his head in respect before Lukas ordered him to stack another pillow. Not five minutes prior, the boy had begged his father to build a pillow castle for Princess Sadie and Prince Felix; they were royals, and royals needed a castle. Mathias tried to say no, but the puppy eyes Lukas had given him rendered him helpless, and he finally caved in. As a result, Mathias was tasked as the builder, Mary the collector, and Lukas, the architect. Mary, being Mary, was all too happy to help the boy with his quest to build the best pillow castle Caesonia had ever seen. She walked around, snatching unused pillows from the ground and dumping them on a pile next to Mathias. They had already built the four walls of the castle that went up to Lukas’s height. It was quite sturdy, and the floor had been covered with more pillows to make it comfortable for the prince, princess, and Lukas. [color=5ba69e]“I.. I will… will be their k-knight!”[/color] Lukas had proclaimed as Mathias placed the last pillow on the last wall, securing the blanket roof. [color=94b0c4]“Of course, they’ll need protection from the dragon!”[/color] Mathias laughed, digging into the inner coat to pull out the stuffed toy sword. [color=94b0c4]“Approach, Lukas. For I, Commander of Royal Guard shall knight you.”[/color] And so the boy was unofficially knighted by his father, and the toy sword gifted to him. Lukas grinned and held his sword up high. Applause from Lady Zarai and her knight welcomed the new member into the ranks and the castle he’d protect from any dragon. And then, the little knight saw it. The dragon! The smile on his face widened as he saw Fritz trailing behind the doctor. Lukas had to protect Mr. Doctor from the dragon at all costs. The doctor had always been nice to him, [color=5486ae]"Good evening Sir Mathias… It's been a while, eh? How's your trip been so far? And Lukas too, how's he been doing?"[/color] [color=94b0c4]“Dr. Williamson,”[/color] Mathias stood from the ground where he had just knighted his son. He opened his mouth to say something else but was taken back to see Count Hendrix behind the good doctor from the corner of his eye. [color=94b0c4]“Wha–”[/color] He swiftly caught himself before he could spoil the Count’s plan, [color=94b0c4]“What a pleasant surprise. Quite a while, it is good to see you doctor. The trip was smooth, and it has been a pleasant stay so far.”[/color] Without Lord Larsen, everyone would enjoy their summer in Sorian. [color=94b0c4]“How about you? I heard you were busy earlier today–” [/color] Lukas sprinted to Count Fritz, sword raised over his head. [color=5ba69e]“Get back, d..dragon!”[/color] He positioned himself between Fritz and Dr. Williamson, knees bent, and toy sword pointed up. The little knight was ready to take down the dragon. [/color][/indent][/indent]