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Galesen watched the joust quietly as it continued on, though he was a bit surprised when Kyst rider managed to actually win the whole tournament. "Indeed my friend, indeed you can." A look to Lylani with a small smile before he nodded. "You got that right, Kyst seems to have a great amount of luck when it comes to things like this." Ah good fun all around for all, it was good to be just hanging out with everyone and enjoying the free time. A look to Isle though when she brought up her question Galesen sat back for a moment to think things over. "Well, aside from her being pregnant and all, the only other thing I know of is the tournament down there is happening as well. Also everyone else is fine. Though since you are probably going to visit soon then we can both go at the same time since I've been thinking of heading down there myself." It had been awhile since he visited, it would be as good as time as any to go then.

He chuckled and shook his head, turning a look to her. "Thank you Lhia." Shaking his head lightly. "Sometimes I just think it's best to just try to forget. But of course as elves, that's impossible. We spent a long long time together, it's still just very fresh for me."

"Shh, we don't talk about that out loud." Shushing him before resting her elbow on her knee and propping her chin in her hand. "I just need to plan ahead if I'm going to go down there, let alone take Nillrik." Grinning at her friend. "There's always more gambling to be had Lylani."

"Don't pout Offspring. If you're as good skill with these things as Kyst, you're welcome around anytime."

He grinned at the praise he was getting before taking to eating his last bite and then licking off his fingers, presenting his hands to Kyst. Still sticky, but sugar free. "Clean!"

"It wasn't that long ago, Ty. It's no surprise that it still makes you want to curl up like an infant in the fetal position and cry. He was important to you and you did your best by him. And that is what is important." She was quiet for a moment, then once again lightly rested a hand on him, this time on his leg. "Reverie isn't always bad. You can remember all the exciting and fun times you spent with him as well. And even though the loss is that much greater when you do wake up, it's worth it in the end, I think."

Kyst glanced down at his hands and then weighed the consequences of getting sticky sugar in his hair. Ah, well, hair was washable. "Come here." He reached over and tickled the little elf just for the fun of it, then plopped him carefully on his shoulders. "Now hold on and watch closely, Nilli. I think you're going to be doing this one day." His ears twitched at Galesen's comment and he shook his head. "Don't have to worry about that, Gale. We're dealing with all small pools seeing as we have little fish."

"Indeed you are right my friend." Galesen looked at Kyst with a small smile before his eyes traveled up to the elf who sat upon the sea elf shoulders and chuckled a little. "Ah that may be so though you are still growing so one day you be as big as the big fish in the ocean, you got plenty of time Nilli." Though he fished through his bag of goodies and pulled out a ruby. "So, anyone want to bet on the archers?"




Galesen had a good time with the rest of the tournament that had passed over two weeks ago. Still, all good things had to come to and end and so when the tournament brought forth its champions it was then time to go back to work. Galesen had kept up on the kingdoms of Andal, taking in last minute ideas that the kings and queens wanted to discuss and such with Malik. At the same time Galesen had been getting his things together for his trip down to Twilight, he even purchased a pair of metallic gauntlets to use when he wanted to spar in the arena. Aside from the normal, he felt fine; his magic wasn't causing any trouble so he had nothing to worry about.

However, Galesen was at the current moment deep in reverie, his mind deciding on a more unpleasant memory to recall, but that was the way the mind worked sometimes. Still, just like all reverie's Galesen slowly woke up from it, his mind in a haze as the memory faded but none the less he came out of it quietly. However, when he woke Galesen noticed something, he realized was that his room was cold, very cold. Though as his eyes adjusted quickly he saw that the ceiling of his room was covered in ice; worried he sat up in bed, only to have his sheets shatter like thin ice from moving. Looking down at the shards that littered his bed Galesen then saw that everything in his room was covered in a thick blanket of ice. After a brief moment in shock he came to the conclusion that he must of had a magic build up when he was in reverie, and since he couldn't keep it down it released itself onto his house.

Luckily for Galesen his pants that he wore to bed were not affected for some odd reason, so he got out of bed and, after striking the door a few times to break the ice on it, left his room to see that the whole hallway was covered in ice. "Gods be damned..." At that moment he rubbed his hands together, they felt a bit cold. He then continued to go downstairs and saw that the ice had spread downstairs but only toward the kitchen, the living room that held the stuff he was going to take with him were not affected. "Oh man..." He reached out and touched the couch, only to see it starting to be covered in ice. Galesen then jerked his hand away and stared at his hands, there were bright red, like he stuck them in snow for ten minutes, and he felt a little cold. Suddenly he felt energy build within him, and before he could do anything, it burst from his body, covering the surrounding area in a thing layer of ice. Nevertheless, on the heel of that energy burst came another, and another, each adding more ice to at least ten feet around him. "Oh Gods what do I do...?" He was worried, his magic had grown to extreme levels overnight, he couldn't control it and if he tried to get closer to anyone he could seriously hurt them. He tried to suppress the next build up, only to find he could hold it for so long before he had to let it go, and the result made him see that the ice would cover a much larger area if he were to hold back. He began to pace, he couldn't go running to Kieran or Isle, he had to stay away from everyone.

Despite what many may think, he didn't live at Brigade headquarters. Very few did in fact. At the end of their shifts, most went home to nations and families and what not, leaving behind only those who were on the new shift at headquarters or where they were stationed for the time. Though he did live on Torea close by, in a rather humble little place that he appreciated more than most things grand.

At present...he was pacing again. Pacing gave him something to focus on rather than the things his mind wanted to tangent on. It was never going to be easy, he knew that. When you knew someone for a good four thousand years...well, it should take a least another thousand for the pain to lessen. His pacing paused however at the knock on his door and he opened it to see Lhia with a tray. Which he then stepped back from the door and opened it wider for her to come in. People didn't bring trays unless they were planning on coming into the room. "How's Valeessen doing?"

"You eventually learn to cope." Flipping through a few pages of his journal casually looking through some information, mostly pertaining to Piper's worrisome condition. "I wouldn't say it gets any easier, just that the love grows stronger and that helps soothe away the missing feeling. "He's no more than a short visit away my dear, all you have to do is ask."

"Stop screaming." Shaking his head and walking up to the elf who was magically spazzing. He snapped his fingers and had one of the grooms walk over and take Barhnel then crossed his arms. "What do you want?"

"He's perfectly fine as long as he stops trying to do too much too soon." Strolling in and setting the tray down on the side table, she picked up one of the tea cups and handed it to him. She knew how he took his tea, but also knew he liked to do it himself. "Sit down, Ty, before you wear a hole in your lovely carpet." Settling into one of the large armchairs before the cold fireplace, she tucked one ankle behind the other and balanced her cup on her knees. "Need to talk?"

That made no sense in her world. Loving Glynnic more would mean that it would hurt far more to have time taken from her or to have to choose to go willingly by herself. "No, I can't do that. His mother thinks I'm a distraction." Sighing then. "She's right, too. He needs to focus on things that have nothing to do with me right now."

"You've never spoken truer." She smoothed her robe and snuggled into the overly large chair, watching him pensively for a moment. "You need to stop dwelling before you make yourself sick and we're all in trouble. You know the Brigade doesn't work well when you aren't feeling yourself." She blinked at his question and then laughed. "I'm an artist with fire." What did he need forged and why couldn't he sign it himself. "It's not a royal forgery, is it?" They were just about the only people who had higher authority than him in some cases.

"But that doesn't work well for us. He's the King and I'm just the Princess. It means that he has less time off than I do and I get restless." Shaking her head and walking over to the window to stare out at the mountains beyond. "I just wish it was easier."

"I know, I know. I have to take care of myself or everyone feels the sting of things. It's just hard feeling alone sometimes. No one to talk to about the old things that only the two of you remember and the like when things were simplier." Sighing and drinking some from his cup before a smile over to her. "No...I think I'm going to need a stamp of my signature to keep up. I'll catch up, no worries." Chuckling lightly, "This isn't the part where you send me to bed with a stern warning is it?"

"And do tell me my dear, how would you propose to make it easier? This is all about hte choices you can make to make things far easier than what Fianna and I have done."