Once Fate Became Twisted | Man x Boy | Ⅱ

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There was something incredibly bittersweet about walking down the streets of Caelestes in the evening. Tonight, unlike before he'd left, the streets were littered with people talking and mulling about. Some were in groups, others were just with one other person, everyone smiling and happy. There were dark elves sitting with succubus's at an outside tavern table, and they were all laughing and having fun. Children were running around the city streets haphazardly, playing tag or something Isoloses didn't know.

It was nothing like it was when he had left. On one hand, the fact that the people in the realm were happy was good, and the fact that even children could be allowed out freely meant something had definitely changed for the better. On the other hand, he was bitter because he was too disillusioned to enjoy it.

People spoke to him as he walked by, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. With all the attention he was gaining, he didn't know what to do. He just awkwardly waved at people and spoke when absolutely necessary, speeding up his walking just a bit. The sky was still awash with orange and red hues from the sun which was hanging low in the sky, and he couldn't lie, the sun felt pretty nice on his skin. Once he was out of the city, the walk slowed down again and he was left mostly to his thoughts, which never lingered far from Naevys.

He couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit of... excitement. Naevys not only agreed to have a child with him, something he really didn't think he would agree to, but he'd said he loved him and even referred to him as an 'perfect mate' which honestly made his alpha a little too excited. Talking to Mytherion was suddenly something he wasn't dreading.

When he finally reached the castle, he felt like he'd been walking for miles but that was really just the... dread of returning to the castle talking. He was excited, but that didn't change the fact that he hated the building with a burning passion. It was way more lit up than he remembered it to be, as well. He pushed open the door of the castle and glanced inside, seeing the place pretty deserted at the moment. He let out a relieved sigh and stepped inside, glancing around as he quietly shut the heavy door behind him.

"UNCLE SOLO!" Isoloses jumped out of his skin as Jixane wrapped her arms around Isoloses's shin, her legs curling around his ankle. He glanced down and she peeked up at him from where she was holding onto him.

"Jixane... where's your mother or father at?" Jixane shrugged. Jixane, Isandro's four-year-old daughter was the spitting image of her mother, with bright golden blonde hair and golden eyes, glittery and bright. She was dressed in a black dress that fell to her knees, white socks with a frilly design around the ankle, and a pair of saddle oxfords. Her collar was tied shut with a little lopsided bow, and her wavy hair was pulled up into pigtails. Isoloses could tell Isandro had been the one to put them up because one was slightly higher than the other. Avriane was big on appearances, so she never would've let her out of her room without her looking like a little dressed-up porcelain doll.

"Daddy's looking for me, and mama's gone." She answered, and he laughed a little, leaning down to pry her off of his leg. She refused at first, so he tickled her side a little making her shriek out a giggle and release him only to pout as he picked her up. "No fair! That's cheating!" She exclaimed, squirming a bit as Isandro burst into the room, his face mortified for a moment before he took in the sight of Isoloses.

"Isoloses, you're back," Isandro said, and Isoloses shrugged.

"For a night, at least. Wanted to see how things were going since I left." He answered stoically, "Where's Avriane?" Isandro's face blanked for a moment before his eyes settled on Jixane. He stepped forward and motioned for Isoloses to hand her over. He did, and Isandro immediately sat her down on her feet.