Prince Aurelius Titus Scorpio XII
"Of course it is. It was a story about changing my name, not the secret to eternal youth," Artos said dryly, "Next time a heir of Scorpio must change their name, I shall tell them to make it a secret blood pact, lock someone else up in an iron mask that will take their name and become an exiled prisoner spoken in hushed whispers that way, when an Aries Princess comes to visit, we can regale her with an amusing tale."
"Very inspiring, and this constant change of leadership has worked out... so well for your people, well, I am sure it is very lovely in the far south of your kingdom." Artos said turning his head to the sea. He knew that was a low blow as some of their past leaders have been some of the worst in all of the kingdoms forcing them to go south and has lead to numerous coup attempts, but her attitude had irritated him. It was as if it never occurred to her that, it was exactly what he was doing. It was why he was standing on that beach being told by a Princess of another nation to do the very same thing he was already doing. It was infuriating.
A slap in the face by someone who knew very little about his people, his city or himself and attempt to pass off advice as if he wasn't already doing so, and more then that, it was as if his efforts weren't noticeable in the least. Yes, he was indeed, very irked by her flippant attitude.
"Enjoy the beach," Artos said, "I think I will take my leave. We can finish... whatever this is at a later date."
"Of course it is. It was a story about changing my name, not the secret to eternal youth," Artos said dryly, "Next time a heir of Scorpio must change their name, I shall tell them to make it a secret blood pact, lock someone else up in an iron mask that will take their name and become an exiled prisoner spoken in hushed whispers that way, when an Aries Princess comes to visit, we can regale her with an amusing tale."
"Very inspiring, and this constant change of leadership has worked out... so well for your people, well, I am sure it is very lovely in the far south of your kingdom." Artos said turning his head to the sea. He knew that was a low blow as some of their past leaders have been some of the worst in all of the kingdoms forcing them to go south and has lead to numerous coup attempts, but her attitude had irritated him. It was as if it never occurred to her that, it was exactly what he was doing. It was why he was standing on that beach being told by a Princess of another nation to do the very same thing he was already doing. It was infuriating.
A slap in the face by someone who knew very little about his people, his city or himself and attempt to pass off advice as if he wasn't already doing so, and more then that, it was as if his efforts weren't noticeable in the least. Yes, he was indeed, very irked by her flippant attitude.
"Enjoy the beach," Artos said, "I think I will take my leave. We can finish... whatever this is at a later date."