It was a mere days before the place was in working order. The few men and women that had agreed upon his diplomatic ability to rule the lands were already hard at work, the large building pulled all ivy, dirt roads being formed by the elves walking upon them. The young man, Atndy, stood at the food oh his father staring at the marble tomb, his hand slowly stroking the cold carved texture. "This place was your dream father.. and now... This place will become my home." His hand moved up to his cheek brushing the small forms of liquid falling from his slanted eyes.
A small voice came from behind him which startled him as first and he quickly turned around only to gleam out a deep smile. "Hello there young one.." He was speaking to a child that had came with them. The child's name was Eve, her family was killed in the war back in his homeland.
The child sprouted an innocent smile and moved an item from behind her back. "I... I..." She shuddered with her words before pronouncing a rose over toward the man. A deep smile radiated from his face as he bowed his head.
"How kind dear." He took the rose from her hand and thought for a few seconds before kissing his own fingertips and placing them upon her forehead, as it was a custom in his place. It only took a few moment for the child to become embarrassed and run off back to her home in to the east, where the followers had set up tents for now, which left Atndy with a soft smile on his lips. "This place..." He leaned back against his father tomb as it brought him more comfort than anything else in the world. "Is my home." He finished his statement before leaning down and kissing the bottom of the tomb and walking off.