Sol watched his grandmother as she pulled the trump cards from the small bag. They were an item that he had seen and even used before, albeit only with his mother and grandmother since he was incapable of using them on their own. One did not travel with Silencia for over a century and not see those particular artifacts, especially if one was her great grandson. He however did not smile at their appearance, instead he grimaced. He did not like traveling using the trump cards, they made him sick every time they used them. His stomach churned at the thought of having to travel using this particular method, though it was quickly settled at the thought of returning home.
Halcyon Citadel had been a place they had often visited and even stayed at, he remembered the large corridors fondly and the jungle outside of the fortress itself even more so. He smiled at that nostalgia and then nodded to his grandmother.
He did not want to push Silencia for answers, he knew that she would not take that too kindly. Sol however was determined to find out more information about his father. He needed to, he had to know what he had been to the Empire, if his heritage could give him a leg up on his future goals. He frowned slightly, getting lost in thought. Finally he snapped his head up again, regarding his Oma with a smile.
Sol quickly realized that she was of course Queen here, and that she would not be leaving this place along with him...at least not for any significant length of time.
“I suppose I wont have you to train me then.” Sol said still smiling, obviously talking about his new affiliation to the force.
Halcyon Citadel had been a place they had often visited and even stayed at, he remembered the large corridors fondly and the jungle outside of the fortress itself even more so. He smiled at that nostalgia and then nodded to his grandmother.
He did not want to push Silencia for answers, he knew that she would not take that too kindly. Sol however was determined to find out more information about his father. He needed to, he had to know what he had been to the Empire, if his heritage could give him a leg up on his future goals. He frowned slightly, getting lost in thought. Finally he snapped his head up again, regarding his Oma with a smile.
Sol quickly realized that she was of course Queen here, and that she would not be leaving this place along with him...at least not for any significant length of time.
“I suppose I wont have you to train me then.” Sol said still smiling, obviously talking about his new affiliation to the force.