Prince Renault De Reiss of Ysir

It was the fifth day of the Blossom Moon, marking the day when CraveU user had defeated Yevyorn's army and saved the land of Coiruè from the darkness. Prince Renault could scarcely believe it's been five years since the war. Five years of visiting them, five years of bringing them chamomiles and five years since the start of the restoration project he had made with Emil. Renault's golden eyes stared down their sleeping face, the celebration had already died down to a low murmur outside the sacred chamber and the sun was slowly setting and casting its glow through the stained glass window that made his silver hair take on an orange hue. Tamlin had left his post, trusting Renault with CraveU user, after being called away and he sighed as he sat on the edge of the coffin, the bouquet still clutched in his hand. They were the only people left as far as he could tell.

"Another year has passed and still you continue to sleep, my friend." Renault said quietly, tilting his head as he took in their features under the sunset glow. "You still owe me a rematch, you know?"

A soft frown graced his lips at the familiar lump in his chest and he had to force himself to relax the moment his hands tremble. The sight of them in this lidless glass coffin, surrounded by fresh flowers, never failed to trigger a memory of his mother and his siblings and he had to forcibly shove that memory down deep. It wouldn't do for him to break down now.

"I have brought you more chamomiles, my friend." Renault quickly says, hoping to divert himself away from his memories. "And yes, I know. Boring old chamomiles again but it suits you." Renault says with a small smile as he places the bouquet on their chest. His hands adjust theirs gently.

"Its meaning; 'Patience in adversity' seems fitting with our current predicament wouldn't you say?" He chuckles to himself softly, his hands still holding hers before his smile turns melancholic. "I miss you, dear friend. There is so much to show you, so much for you to see the land you gave your life for. If only you would wake up."

Renault searched their face, tightening his grip and waiting for...for anything. A twitch, a sigh or maybe a snore but they remain still, their chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. He sighs in disappointment.

"Perhaps next year." He whispered softly and gently patted their hands.