"you know, i was having a lovely lunch with my children before you summoned me." selaena teases gently, fingers gripping the skirts of her dress as she ascended towards the throne. she'd been enjoying her time in his kingdom so far after visiting from her own, there to celebrate his name day and solidify the alliance they'd formed between their kingdoms. she curtsies to him out of politeness rather than necessity, rising to her full height before raising a brow at him. "well that's rather ominous. what is it you wish to discuss?"
open to: f/m/nb potential connection: someone that's in his castle that he summoned to the throne room. could be another royal, servant, knight, someone he kidnapped/got in a peace treaty, t.boo connections welcomed muse: king julius [ 66 y/o king of his land. while at first he seemed to be a just ruler, with age he showed his true colors and began leading with an iron fist. cruel, wise, manipulative, confident ]
the throne was comfortable and even if it wasn't, the king was accustomed to it by now. he was almost certain that the chair had molded into his body. he had risen up to wear the crown when he was fourteen and never had to back down. thankfully. that was a long time. so sue him if he needed entertainment from time to time. "ahh good, you finally came." a small smile formed on his face when he saw the other enter. "i trust it that no one is waiting outside? what we have to talk about might not be suitable for all ears. you never know if there's a traitor nearby."