To Dwell In Nightmares and Dreams

Familiar Face?

Stiles sat on his throne in the Soul District, finally some peace and quiet but his mind filled the silence, questions buzzing around his head. 

For some reason the council would not leave his mind, though it wasn't them as a whole that was concerning him. In fact it wasn't even the leader, one member stood out to him and he couldn't get him out of his mind.

For some reason he seemed really familiar.

But Stiles was sure he had never met the man in his life.

So why did his face keep on popping up in his mind?

This is stupid he told himself, stop thinking about him!

After all he was sure it was nothing, so he pushed him out of his mind, focusing on his duties instead.

His main duties seemed to consist of keeping peace between the other districts.

The Lords and Ladies seemed to have fun arguing with each other over every little thing.

Citizens wanted to move to different districts, how much rights did a sorcerer have if they where in a different district from their own, no feeding a criminal to sharks was not the same as hanging and where the hell did the great freaking white sharks come from anyway, this was a lake not a part of the ocean, the lady of water just gave him a sheepish smile and a shrug.

Stiles let out a sigh, he'd just got back from setting the Lord of power straight that no he couldn't through a sorcerer from another district in jail without a trial.

They were seriously testing his patience.

Just as he relaxed he noticed a different  presence seeping into the castle but it was a strange presence at that.

It didn't feel like a sorcerer?

His giant doors peaked open then a swirl of wind and flower petals swept into the room.

Stiles stiffened a little bit, the all to familiar petals in the wind reminding him of her funeral.

Though he soon relaxed as he felt some different magic mixed in with the wind.

The swirl of petals soon encased his head and he heard whispers all around, calling for him.

Master, we wish to discuss some things with you, Master, Master...

Huh...

"Couldn't you have sent someone to talk with me? This is a little strange"

Easier to send messages this way Master and my colleges also will feel more at ease talking to someone such as yourself in their district, especially now we have no Lady to advise and put us at ease.

Stiles nodded, he supposed that made sense.

When there was no response he almost face palmed, yes it's wind, how where they meant to see him?

"Er yes, that makes sense. I'll go to your district at once"

Thank you Master, you are very kind

With that the wind swirled around his head once more before vanishing into thin air.

Stiles let loose a long suffering sigh as he created a portal to the wind district.

He hoped whatever problem they had wouldn't be to complicated.