Snippet #1373014

Abbadon leaned forward in the back seat of the Limousine or whatever ridiculous name was thrown upon the oversized box with wheels. Truly having wings made vehicles rather uncomfortable, he had to sit forward for most of the ride to avoid harming his pearly wings. For the hundredth time he questioned his decision making, perhaps it would have been better to simply fly there… enjoy the last free moments before he was chained down to a lesser woman of a lesser race, but appearances mean much.

“Sir, we are approaching the castle” the driver spoke back, and Abbadon maneuvered himself over to the window, rolling it down and gazing at the high ramparts.

Abbadon muttered under his breath making sure to keep it from earshot of his esteemed driver “Truly a two bit castle, but can’t expect them to be able to compare to the glory of our own buildings” The car rolled to a stop, and Abbadon opened the door stepping out, although not without some considerable effort as he had to wedge himself out so he didn’t get his wings caught. He did not want help as he wasn’t a baby, and he was a soldier not a royal pup.

The butlers rushed to his side almost as if they were appalled that he could do without their help, and the leader of the butler band bowed “My Lord, do you need assistance?”

Abbadon waved them off with a kind politician smile “I can manage, but thank you anyways”

He finally stood straight, free from the confines of the box. He let his pearly, flawless wings stretch out behind him. It felt so free and rejuvenating. He lifted his arms and stretched, letting out a long overdue groan. Walking to the back; he opened the trunk and pulled out his suitcase carrying it easily in his left hand. He did not like having servants fuss over him, and his suitcase contents where meant only for his eyes alone. Looking up at the wall and tracing the stones with his eyes, he briefly wondered when his sister would show up, but in the meantime the least he can do is drop off his stuff, so closing the trunk he made his way to the door and was presented with another challenge… getting through the tight door with his large wings and he let out a soft sigh. “They could have at least anticipated this…”