When he wakes the air around him has shifted. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back, little care for the way a stone wall grates at his scalp. Yet the chill in the air is a grim reminder of the world around him, and as snow piles at his ankles, Martyn can’t help but to shutter. He quite thought it was a metaphor of sorts, like winter’s cold and barren like the server will be after Scar’s death? Maybe something like that? He announced that he would bring pain and hardship and turmoil to all who sought Dogwart's harm.īut hadn’t assumed the Red King meant literally. He announced to the world that Red Winter is coming. Oh, His Majesty, the Red King born from the blood he–Martyn–spilt. It’s sobering, because he never quite realized how literal it was. The thought’s a sobering one for Martyn as he stands watch outside the walls of Dogwarts, sword at the ready under red and stiffened knuckles. for warmth with renchanting (ren + martyn)? :D For the cuddle prompts, could i pls request 6.
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