Bend the knee [2000x high res] (Patreon)
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Weeks slipped by in the new foreign land, and Halcyon had fallen in with several packs of mercenaries off and on during that time. Eventually, she'd find her way into the Capital City of Lordaeron, where she wandered looking for work. It was during this time that she'd met the young, handsome crown prince of Lordaeron himself, Arthas whose very smile brightened the streets of the common people.
Halcyon had frozen like a doe before a lion, her fierce green eyes softening like cheese under summer sun. He was a symbol of generosity and loving for his people, and witnessing him among them Halcyon felt a sort of warmth she'd never experienced in her own lands. She had continued to watch, dropping behind her mercenaries and staying behind to witness this vassal of light and hope as he was surrounded by his people who clearly adored him. It was during one of these moments he turned, swishing that veritable mane of golden blonde hair and his equally fierce blue-green eyes met Halcyon's.
It was a split second of a stare before his maw widened into an enormous grin, a large gloves paw raising above the crowd and waving in Halcyon's direction. The foreign fox felt a shock rush up her spine from the base of her puffy tail to the nape of her neck and she fought a shudder, glancing over a shoulder to see if he was perhaps waving at someone else. He wasn't. The streets behind Halcyon were mostly empty, save for vendors of the small-town market peddling their wares. Halcyon's face tightened as she raised her own hand in return, not waving back but holding it out, open palmed, towards the prince.
“Hahahaha thank you m'ladies, you're wonderful! A prince couldn't ask for more beautiful and loyal citizens than yourselves” he looked down at the hands and smiling maws everywhere, reaching and touching other paws, shaking hands, hugging grannies and the women swooned around him. There were dozens of wagging tails belonging to men and women in thick cloth outfits made from brightly dyed fabrics around the large armored prince, and as Halcyon slowly lowered her paw she saw that nearly sparkling gold hair flutter as Arthas stepped out of the crowd, bowing deeply to the common-folk and wishing them a wonderful day. He strode up to the foreign fox, who stood out in her foreign leather like a sheep among wolves.
“Welcome,” he started, his voice was deep, thick and alluring. It had a weighty boom to it and Halcyon flickered a long ear in response. Paws shuffled and she started to step back, bowing slightly and Arthas let out a hearty laugh. “Please, there's no need for formalities here. It's quite obvious that you are not from my lands.” Halcyon responded with a short nod, and silently cursed her mercenary “friends” for leaving her behind. Her common tongue was still awful, and Arthas must have assumed this because he leaned against a brick wall belonging to a mason and beckoned with a paw over. “Seems like my people have not been to kind to you so far, your armor is in rough shape.”
Halcyon fumbled, her accent tripping over her words. “Ah-mm, I find work, mercenario...for gold? Is good enough for bed to sleep at night. Well, ah, sometime bed. Other time, hay in farmhouse..” Arthas began laughing and he reached out a paw to Halcyon, “Your common is atrocious!” he said, his bright green eyes creasing in the corners as he grinned. “If you want, I can have someone help with that. Of course, if it's more...proper work you're looking for, the army has openings.”
Halcyon crinkled her muzzle in confusion, Arthas kept his hand outstretched and eventually she placed hers in it. He gave her hand a firm and vigorous shake, smiling brightly and she found the corners of her muzzle rising slowly. 'His kindness...is infectious' she thought to herself, eventually releasing his paw and staring into the pools of blue-green that were his eyes. “Let's see if I can explain simpler..” he started, gesturing a hand to the city “This city needs protecting. My citizens are precious to me. Do you understand..precious?” slowly Hal nodded. “Good. Now, the army protects the people. Army, large group of fighters trained to serve the towns in various ways. Sometimes even war.” Arthas kept gesturing with his paws and Halcyon laughed when he used an invisible sword to stab an invisible foe. He pulled a piece of paper off a nearby wall that said “Lordaeron royal army!” on it, and held it in Hal's direction. Quietly she took the parchment, looking down at the unfamiliar scripts. “I don't can read dis” she mumbled and Arthas nodded.
“The army will teach you, train you, feed you, give you a life. I will have no citizen, foreign or not, in my lands, starving.” The wolf's eyes glanced up for a moment, he was taking in the scenery and Halcyon fumbled with an appropriate response. Who was she to deny a prince? “I will bring to “friends” and maybe we join together?” Arthas nodded, “I look forward to seeing you and these “friends” of yours. Perhaps, we will be seeing more of each other soon.” he smiled at the fox and her ears flattened slightly, pricking back up at the sound of a woman's voice calling out. “There you are” the voice said, an alluring yet bookish sounding voice, belonging to a small white feline in blue robes. Arthas practically beamed and gestured to Jaina immediately, ushering her over. “I was just attempting to recruit mister....Ah, I'm afraid I didn't catch your name yet”
Halcyon forced a polite smile and half bow at the cat woman, “Halcyon” she said quite clearly. Her eyes met the small feline mages eyes and Hal's brows creased ever so slightly. “I must go, my friends have left me, I need to find dem for my mission today.” Halcyon nodded at Jaina, stiffly, then turned towards the towering golden wolf and bowed deeply. “I vill consider de offer” she said, to which Arthas smiled and coolly said “I'll give the world, if you bend the knee.”
It would be a few weeks more before she understood entirely, what that phrase meant.
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