Heroes of the Fall

[Nefarion Xid]

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Mist escaped his lips only to hover for a second before falling away in a drift of powdered snow. Next to him, frozen tears and drool clung to the faces of the women still intertwined with him beneath the mess of furs. One still had an eye open, too intoxicated and enraptured to move and too full of magic to quiet her mind. It flicked back and forth erratically, lubricated just enough to turn in its socket without freezing still.

A sinister laugh fell out of him as he threw away the fur coverings and pried a leg from about his waist. Having crawled over the tangle of bodies, he slid from bed and set a bare foot on the glittering floor and moved to the wall fountain. Water flowed freely from a twisting array of sculpted ice before falling into a basin where it pooled in seemingly infinitely. With a lazy gesture, a goblet solidified from the mist. He filled it once and drank his fill while he sat on the fountain's brim, shamelessly naked.

A groan finally escaped him and he forced his eyes open only for them to shut tightly again of their own accord.

"Best. Party. Ever."

Lossethir began to cackle until the throbbing in his temples silenced him.