The more sickly Seraph had been resting when it all happened. He had ambled out to the streets right as the Haeseni people were given the news, and felt that something was amiss. He followed the solemn whispers of both people and fauna, the winds seeming to carry grief. He then saw the corpse of his queen, cradled by his dearest weeping friend. The people gathered to say goodbye. His husband kneeled in trembling silence, as did his daughter.
"Seraph - of course you're needed. You are not so easily replaced."
A line said by her majesty, cementing the belonging that a farfolk like him had yet to experience any where else in his travels. He had been given opportunity, a way of life in Haense - and better yet found his soulmate and a little miracle. He found deep friendships, ones that he knew he could rely on when life got difficult. She gave him a chance, one of the only people who ever would.
And now she's gone.
He was lost more than ever. He hadn't been this lost since his own parents passing. He couldn't bare to see his loved ones in pain. He broke, and after an argument with his paramour for the first time in a long time - he did the only thing he knew how to do. He ran, far past the gates of Haense and into the woods. He would be back to return to his duties, but for now the nomad went back to his roots as he tries to navigate his new life without a mentor. He will try.
(OOC : Sarah I am genuinely so happy to have met you and a lot of other awesome people in Haense. I was new to LOTC and unsure but you made the time way less anxious :) Love you girlie good luck in school! WOMEN IN STEM WOOO!! <33)