27.Apr.18, 04:45 PM
After his disappointing encounter with Selyana, Therion was too restless to retire. He and Lord Kelrick got along quite well, and he had seen the hope in the older man's eyes when he had asked Selyana if she wanted to hear him play his violin. An alliance between the two Holds would be advantageous, but unfortunately he found Kelrick's eldest daughter far too dull to spend the rest of his life with. She had listened politely to his playing and had told him that she liked it, but she didn't seem to have any great love for music.
Or for anything else really. When he had asked her what she liked to do, she had told him about things her servants did for her, not things she did herself. He got the impression that she was lazy and had few interests of her own. What did she do all day, he wondered, sit in a parlor and look pretty while her servants attended to her every whim? It was clear that she wanted to become his Lady by the way she looked at him, but Therion felt absolutely nothing for her but a mild contempt. It was too bad that Kelrick's other daughter was only sixteen. She was vivacious and charming and had even made him smile during dinner.
He eventually found himself in the gardens, walking aimlessly while contemplating how to break the news to Lord Kelrick that he didn't want to marry Selyana. He hoped his refusal didn't hurt relations between the Holds, but he didn't think she would be happy with him and he knew that he wouldn't be happy with her.
As he rounded a beautifully-sculpted topiary, his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of young Kaylira sitting on a blanket and staring up at him, a bright red flower tucked behind her ear. Therion was surprised to find her out so late all alone. And she seemed equally surprised to see him. He noted her startled voice when she asked him if he was prone to taking late night strolls. “Actually I do,” he replied. “At home, I often study the stars at night.”
Or for anything else really. When he had asked her what she liked to do, she had told him about things her servants did for her, not things she did herself. He got the impression that she was lazy and had few interests of her own. What did she do all day, he wondered, sit in a parlor and look pretty while her servants attended to her every whim? It was clear that she wanted to become his Lady by the way she looked at him, but Therion felt absolutely nothing for her but a mild contempt. It was too bad that Kelrick's other daughter was only sixteen. She was vivacious and charming and had even made him smile during dinner.
He eventually found himself in the gardens, walking aimlessly while contemplating how to break the news to Lord Kelrick that he didn't want to marry Selyana. He hoped his refusal didn't hurt relations between the Holds, but he didn't think she would be happy with him and he knew that he wouldn't be happy with her.
As he rounded a beautifully-sculpted topiary, his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of young Kaylira sitting on a blanket and staring up at him, a bright red flower tucked behind her ear. Therion was surprised to find her out so late all alone. And she seemed equally surprised to see him. He noted her startled voice when she asked him if he was prone to taking late night strolls. “Actually I do,” he replied. “At home, I often study the stars at night.”