[center][h2]🌿[color=a36209] 🔥 Caelum Emberhart 🔥 [/color]🌿[/h2][/center]

	The Queen seemed weathered, faltering. She was making it through this by the support from her dear Lady Dandelion. That much was clear. It was hard to see her like this—when she was typically the most radiant sight, outshined only by the sun.


	Caelum simply watched and waited. Looked and listened. All present spoke true. Especially when Magnolia piped up with a sudden gusto he had not known she possessed. Even without his wings, he knew she spoke true.


	His gaze had held firmly on the dimming Queen until it snapped to Magnolia’s sudden fervor. He couldn’t help but smile once the brief surprise subsided. He then let the others speak their truths before offering his own.


	[color=a36209]“If there is something threatening the Hollow—no, the world in which we all live,”[/color] Caelum began in his usual quiet calm. He met each eye that turned to him. [color=a36209]“And you believe I can help prevent the devastation from coming to pass…”[/color] He looked to Sir Idris, then back to the Queen. [color=a36209]“Then I choose to believe in the faith you have in me. I, too, accept the call.”[/color]