[Prince of Men]
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| 9.17 R | [Prince of Men]. |
| 9.17 R | Reclis was the statesman, not Iradoren. The [Prince of Men] was someone who could lead armies and conduct affairs of state. Reclis was the [King of Intrigue]. Any opening Iradoren gave him might well have been a door. |
| 9.17 R | Someone had to break the silence. It was Prince Iradoren, rising from his seat. The [Prince of Men] called out in a level, wary tone. |
| 9.63 | Part of that introspection and deliberation came from a certain [Prince], one of the highest-ranking members of the entire fleet. Prince Iradoren, aboard Legend’s Wake, his flagship, crewed with the myriad people of the Kingdom of Myths, Erribathe, one of the Sleeping Three. The [Prince of Men] had come to an interesting conclusion of late, and it was this: |
| 9.70 (Pt. 1) | Rabbiteater turned and sighed as he saw the tall, impressive Human representative of Erribathe, Prince Iradoren, standing there. He looked like, well, a [Prince of Men]. Hair whipped by the wind, features youthful and proud, gleaming with vitality, an ancient circlet on his head, his half-Elven wife (whom Rabbiteater couldn’t remember ever saying a word) bowing as his retinue spread out. Both a full-grown man and someone who could endure decades without changing. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 1) | It was still stiff formality with the [Prince of Men]; even Cortese and Titanguard Etrogaer, the huge representative of Golaen, were more retiring. Prince Iradoren nodded to Rabbiteater. Reluctantly. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 1) | Altestiel, in a rare display of emotion around Iradoren, hammered a fist into Iradoren’s wall and then apologized, but the [Prince of Men] just raised one hand. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 1) | Aldrail…had been tempted. But not stupid. He didn’t need to kill the [Prince of Men], but he saw Rosech’s eyes gleam and his head turn. Aldrail called up at him. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 1) | They were locked onto him, some of them. Others had eyes for the [Prince of Men] or other targets. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 2) | “Prince Iradoren of Erribathe. The [Prince of Men]. If anyone can safeguard Rabbiteater’s ship, it would b—” |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | Irrel’s eyes were locked on his father as Admiral Rosech leaned on a railing. He could not sit. If he sat…the [Admiral]’s voice rasped as he stared ahead at that [Prince of Men]. That ship…maybe that ship and that one. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | His ship had locked with Iradoren’s vessel, and [Pirates] were attacking the Thronebearers. The [Prince of Men] himself was striding over the deck, his bodyguard pointing towards Seraphel, Cortese, Menrise, and Rabbiteater. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | Ser Thilowen bowed, and when he heard no response, his eyes flicked up towards Iradoren. The [Prince of Men] said nothing. He was just regarding Rabbiteater, his eyes searching the weary [Knight] up and down. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | He forgave her. The [Prince of Men] pointed at Rabbiteater as the Terandrian ships storming towards them faltered incredulously, and the eyes of the world began to focus on the three—no, four ships locked together. The Naga’s Den latched onto the trio joined to the death. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | Scrying spells showed the confusing battle to an audience. A [Knight], one hand held up, reaching for a shield, backing away from the enraged [Prince of Men]. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | He shouted as a trio of bodyguards swerved towards him, but the [Prince of Men]’s gaze silenced the Hundredlord. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | The [Boon of the Guest] vanished—but his last breath of Dragonfire roared across the deck, and the mortals flinched and screamed. The [Prince of Men] saw the flames, pointed at them as he tore a hand from his sword, and spoke. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | The beautiful artifact that Headscratcher and his brothers had nearly died for fell, broken, and the [Prince of Men] raised his sword he had been born to wield. They weren’t matched at all. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | It was just for a second, but in that moment, Etrogaer looked uncertainly towards the [Prince of Men] and found a worthier enemy in the [Pirates] and the Goblin Lord he could see. He stepped back, and the incredulous [Prince] wavered, then called out, and ranks of his [Soldiers] advanced. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | He was a [Prince of Men]. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | They were in her way. Now, there were giant-folk on the ship, Golaen’s warriors, trying to stop her. Trying to help that [Prince of Men], even if they didn’t know why. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | The [Prince of Men] looked surprised. His ancient mail armor, the Kingdom of Myth’s heraldry, was gleaming even in the fading red rain. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | His blood was running down Irrel’s spear. The [Prince of Men] collapsed and hung there from the tip of the spear until Irrel let go, a grim puppet, and Rosech smiled up at the sky, his mouth open, letting out a sigh of relief. |
| 9.70 (Pt. 3) | The [Prince of Men] was dead. |
| 10.01 L | She stared past them, and she could still see the image of Erin standing behind the [Prince of Men]. Calmly ramming her knife through his chest without even looking at him. The most shocking thing Lyonette had ever seen. The most—predictable. |