There's a Viking in my bath water (RC Eric N)
The crone stared out the window high in the castle, a small stool beneath. She didn't need a physical item to fly anymore, but she did like it; it was a strange comfort, magic focused as it was. She watched the night sky, knowing that they were closer to stars than some might realize. She watched the night creatures in the park, wondering if they understood there were things more dangerous in the daytime than they would ever be. She watched her Viking king, the one who belonged to and with her, walk her cabin; it had thankfully not trampled the vampire when he returned.
Eric probably knew she was watching, and he even looked to the window she sat at, no wave, no goodbye kiss, just a slight nod of his head before he went to work. He was a fair king, mostly, and he did not expect anything from his vampires that he wouldn't do himself. She watched him speed off to Purgatory, a hint of a smile on her lips at how that played in her head. With that done, she lowered the stool and set off in search of the other one. Hers, yet not hers.
There was something in the air, and instinct said it had something to do with multiples - twins were often genetic mistakes or miracles. Humans weren't meant to whelp in multiples. Reality couldn't allow for mistakes, yet they weren't in a normal reality, not even in a fabled one. So, she felt the need to talk to a possible mistake, or miracle. It depended on the beholder.
That or the crone was simply curious to see what the man who came from little and had fought for what he had, ruling with a very sharp fang and strong hands, what he thought of the City now that he had been here for a while. The City, the castle, her Viking king and his kingdom.
"Hello." She hadn't asked permission to enter the other king's quarters, finding him in one of the two places she'd expect from knowing her own king. She wore a dress that some might think indecent to wear around a man with whom she was not intimate; it wasn't quite sheer. A leather bound book in her arms as she stood there.