02.Aug.14, 04:59 PM
Ekshan's gaze followed K'tir's as he examined the crowd. He'd been to these sorts of gatherings before, though never in area designated for the upper classes. The Telgar nobles were more subdued than the less well off cotholders and lower class workers, but the addition of dragonriders to the mix was stirring things up more than normal as the Southerner's high spirits infected the Northeners. "I don't doubt it." Ekshan agreed as he took a sip of his wine. Tonight was going to be a memorable one for many, and unlikely to be the last time dragonriders showed holders how to really enjoy themselves.
He returned his gaze to the brownrider, feeling a warm pleasure that had nothing to do with wine as K'tir spoke. He had hoped K'tir would recall him from the hatching, but he hadn't expected Ghaeth to remember him as well. He was so flattered he almost missed K'tir's slow examination. His cheeks flared red as the Brownrider's eyes came back to his face. Ekshan was use to such looks from Gabrin, but to be ogled by a dragonrider was something new, and left him mentally if not physically flailing over how to respond. K'tir was an attractive man, fit and well muscled from his life as a rider, a contrast to Ekshan's slender frame, just the sort he wouldn't mind getting to know better.
He bought himself some time with another long swallow of wine. Gabrin's earlier encouragements coupled with the wine made him bolder than normal, though he still had a some lingering trepidation about how best to proceed. "It's an honor to be remembered by you both." He finally managed, a bit haltingly at first, but his words smoothed out as he continued. "I was hoping to find a familiar face this evening. Gabrin is off visiting family and so I've been left on my own until tomorrow." His heart raced along in his chest, though outwardly he managed to maintain his usual cool expression, well as cool as his flushed cheeks would allow.
He returned his gaze to the brownrider, feeling a warm pleasure that had nothing to do with wine as K'tir spoke. He had hoped K'tir would recall him from the hatching, but he hadn't expected Ghaeth to remember him as well. He was so flattered he almost missed K'tir's slow examination. His cheeks flared red as the Brownrider's eyes came back to his face. Ekshan was use to such looks from Gabrin, but to be ogled by a dragonrider was something new, and left him mentally if not physically flailing over how to respond. K'tir was an attractive man, fit and well muscled from his life as a rider, a contrast to Ekshan's slender frame, just the sort he wouldn't mind getting to know better.
He bought himself some time with another long swallow of wine. Gabrin's earlier encouragements coupled with the wine made him bolder than normal, though he still had a some lingering trepidation about how best to proceed. "It's an honor to be remembered by you both." He finally managed, a bit haltingly at first, but his words smoothed out as he continued. "I was hoping to find a familiar face this evening. Gabrin is off visiting family and so I've been left on my own until tomorrow." His heart raced along in his chest, though outwardly he managed to maintain his usual cool expression, well as cool as his flushed cheeks would allow.