[even matthew's caws cannot break paris' spell]

[kingofdreams]

He stands on a dimly lit street corner, observing the quiet hours of the darkest point. He can feel his powers returning to him, slowly. Paris had been an interesting place to witness mortal dreams. He knows he should be back with Lucienne and rebuild his kingdom. Especially after all that had happened.

And yet, he couldn't tear himself from this spot, this moment. Standing and feeling every dreamer that goes into his realm. He'd had his doubts before but now...now, he sees that they needed humans as much as humans needed them. A debate he's willing to bring up to his sister. Or Hob when they meet for their centennial talk.

For now, he can enjoy the silence of Paris' snow.