[JIMINIE]
"Your turn," Jiminie said proudly as he stared at the moon mark that had formed and healed on Agust's wrist.
The mad king stared at it.
The beauty of being part of something makes his heart swell in excitement.
He wanted to do more.
To mark Jiminie.
But as he looked at his Erasthai bright face and felt the sting of his brother's eyes in the distance, Agust found himself wondering about a lot of things.
The marking had been undisputed by Chang Zhu.
He had been there at the forefront, and he hadn't even tried to argue that the marking was insane. His brother had let them get to this point without causing any chaos, and Agust knew that this was a test.
To see what he could stake.
By marking Jiminie, he would be accepting the bond in Kiyoto.
He would be agreeing to the bond between Jiminie and his people. And worse, he would be making his brother know that he had a lot more than Lycans to worry about. And that was too dangerous.
Too crazy.
