A Throne of Glass Rp (OPEN)

A light turned on in Enru’s eyes, “Yes,” He breathed.

Tundra offered him her hand a smile gracing her fae face, "Well then let's go."

"I have a small place in the slums. It's big enough for us all if we want to go there?" Aramis said.

Tundra turned to Aramis, "Better than the streets."

She smiled a little, "Far better."

Enru took Tundra’s hand and smiled. His was free and with his kind. At least the one he identified more with, “I’m ready.”

Tundra smiled at the boy, "Well Aramis. Lead the way."

She looked to the boy, "What is your name?"

“Enru. I’ve been told father’s surname was Whitethorn (If that’s okay with you all, I was hoping he could be a super distant relative of Rowan?)” Enru replied.

(Do it!!!!!!!)

Tundra looked at him slightly shocked, but she held it in, "Well it's wonderful to meet you Enru Whitethorn."

(Yeet, das all god with me)
"Whitehorn? I haven't heard that name in years…" Aramis said

“It’s nice to meet you too, considering how the first few minutes have been,” Enru said quietly, not being able to take his smile off his face.

“I never met my father…” Enru trailed off. He wasn’t even sure why he felt like he needed to say it.

Tundra looked to Aramis, "And I haven't met a Whitethorn since the last family gathering. My fae family is a far far relative to them. We lost the right to that name millennium ago."

"Well, I've never actually been to Dornelle, the first few years of my life I was in Tereasan before…" She shook her head, trying to get rid of the thought.

(Sorry I responded checks watch 11 hours late, I went to sleep lol)
“You’ve been to Tereasan?” Enru asked, thinking about the lost queen.

(I am also moving this to fandom RPs just so you all know :D )

(Okay :)

Tundra looked to Aramis, “Tereasan is a place no ones claimed to be from for a long time.”

Aramis put her hands in her pockets and rocked back and forth in her heels, “I know. But I am, and I know Aelin is our there, somewhere…”

Tundra smiled, "I'm sure that Aelin is out there. And when she returns, it will be quite the struggle for power."

“You bet, lets just hope Meave doesn’t do anything.” She replied.
(silent sobbing in the corner)

(WAILLING)

Tundra sighed, "Oh she will."

Aramis nodded, “Alright, enough about the bitch Queen Meave, Let’s get back to mine before we get spotted with a head body lying around.” She said, a small smile on her lips.

Tundra's cloak hood was pulled high on her head. Her lips twitched, "Of course. This is against the law after all. I hope he lived a short life."

“Me too, let’s go.” She said, flipping her own hood up and starting the short walk to the slums.

Tundra lead Enru along after Aramis. She slouched to make herself seem less threatening and smaller.

It wasn’t along walk, but soon they were at a small house, two stories high. She unlocked the door and quickly led the others in.

Tundra looked around her new surrounds. She was afraid to take her cloak off.

Aramis took her own cloak off and hung it up on a hook, then quickly went and it the lamps and candles down and up stairs.

Tundra moved her hood off her head and moved her hair atop of the hood. She rubbed her hands together, despite her magic being gone, she still felt the bitter cold that followed her.

“Tundra,” Aramis said, “If I might ask, what powers do you have?”