"You don't say... I don't suppose your father shares the same interest in the finer details of the case."
"You don't say... I don't suppose your father shares the same interest in the finer details of the case."
"I see, But another title does little in terms of satiating my curiosities. But I suppose it will do for now..."
"Just... try your best not to move suddenly, it's going to sting."
The prince said while grabbing one of the small disinfectant wipes and attempting to gently clean out the wound.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but your sympathy isn't exactly beneficial to me..."
Seems the Ex-Prince is aware of whom this one's adoptive father is.
"How do you /think/ I'm doing..?"
"I'll have you know there are many benefits to the study of astrology. It isn't all about prophetic predictions, you know."
"Worry not, little one... it can be tidied up. I'd rather he sure your wound is properly disinfected and tended to..."
And so they would arrive in the kitchen where the Prince would gather the needed supplies from the medical kit he'd mentioned earlier.
"I must warn you, this won't be pleasant."
"How bad was their day..?"
~You and the family you've built... I may not have made it back from Andrealphus' you know."
"The fact that you would confide in me is enough to show at the very least, you're trying. It takes a lot to break outside comfort zones, I know this all too well now... Just know that you can look to me should you need a reminder of how brave you truly are, even in the face of fear... if not for~
Stolas would close and lock the door once the King had made his way inside.
"I must admit, you were the last I'd expected to see on such short notice after my exile... I'd offer you a drink. However, It's not mine to offer."
The Prince thought of the question for a moment before giving a firm shake of his head.
"I would not. You wear your prey as trophies, such implies a vicious hunter. But knowing what I've learned of you in this brief conversation? I would no longer hold such a viewpoint..."
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"O-oh-"
Stolas noticed the paparazzi starting to form and gently nodded before holding the door open for the king.
"Do come in before they start swarming. My... partner likely wouldn't care for all the attention."
"There we are, much better. I do prefer, at the very least, honesty when speaking to me. Although I suppose for one whose second tongue is deception, that could prove rather taxing. I mean this in no disrespect, simply an observation from my past encounters with... less than savory demons."
~Do I owe such an impromptu visit..? You're aware I'm no longer of royal status, correct? You should seek out Visago if you're seeking royal council-"
Stolas had just gotten out of bed not long ago, so he was still clad in sleepwear. His feathers were all ruffled, and he moved rather sluggishly from the living room to the door. He grumbled as he opened the door. However, upon realizing who it was the owls eyes widened.
"Your majesty- to what~
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"Receptionist is my job, yes. I teach astrology as a hobby. I have rather astute students, very eager to learn. It's really rather inspiring."
~Anything... so who is to say?"
"Is that so? because I've seen a very similar song and dance before... Personally? I believe you're one of the many great deceivers of ancient... Perhaps you're simply a monster under the bed of angel's... perhaps you're every bit the legend that was depicted. Most don't live long enough to verify~
"I am just as capable even without my royal status... I haven't anymore time to bicker with you, I happen to have a class to teach."
Oh?
"O-oh-"
that got him to snap out of his slight anger fit
"My apologies, here, just a moment."
The prince would gently set her down and motion for her to follow.
"Come, I have some disinfectant and gauze in the kitchen. Always good to have some laying around."
~Fuck off."
Well now he's smiling.
"It's not about being 'nice'... it's about professionalism, which I happened to learn a lot about growing up having to deal with diplomacy..."
The prince let out an irritated chirp.
"Twll you what, you manage to show a sliver of respect and perhaps I'll reciprocate it... until then? Kindly~
The owl would let out an upset chirp before picking Orchid up and putting her on his shoulders.
"Come now, little one, we should sterilize and bandage that... then I'd like you to tell me all about it..."
There's a hint of wrath in his tone.
"With an attitude like that, I can see why it's been so troublesome... have you considered, oh, I don't know... being civil and respectful..?"
~Don't believe that to be the case..."
The prince would narrow his eyes for a moment. However, he was quick to return to his usual stature.
"You're a legend, even to hell's upper echelon... normally, it is known that if the Angel's Bane should walk the streets of hell, that one should cower and make haste to distance themselves... I~
The prince's eyes widened and he let out a concerned chirp before putting his book to the side and quickly stoop up to examine her wound.
"How did this happen?!?!?"
His voice took on a protective tone
"Did someone /hurt/ you?"