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24.Nov.20, 02:52 PM
“Oh, father cares but he tolerates it,” Yfris chuckled, wondering how to explain his life. “I think he puts up with it so long as I don’t kill someone or impregnate the wrong woman. In fact, my wild ways may be working against me now. My parents have actually found someone to potentially marry me to.” At least it was Cazan. She was different from most of the ladies he knew and she was entertaining; and also a dragonrider which probably made the whole thing invalid. “Honestly, I think some believe it’s all an act and don’t take what I do seriously or just write it off as me being an eccentric lordling they can ignore because my father and brother have good heads on their shoulders. A lot of what they believe is based on rumours which is likely why father doesn’t care. That suits me fine and lets me do as I please. Their whispers make life interesting and keep things from getting boring.” Although, if he hated boring and routines… wouldn’t being a scandalous lout start to become a routine? Nah, even with it being expected, it still created new moments daily.
“And I’m quite certain inviting you to dinner is fine. You look good enough to be served on a platter. Perhaps I should worry. You may distract me from behaving during one of the rare moments I keep myself reined in.” He didn’t follow up his comment with a lick of the lips or a certain look to help imply what he meant or hoped for. They were out for a nice stroll to a spot he had cherished since he was a child and no matter what he had been saying, he was more than just a sex addict.
And the day was still young and there would be plenty of time after dinner and books to get the bronzerider naked.
“We’re almost there. Tiberuth can meet us there if he’d like. Unless he found his own preferred spot already,” Yfris looked around, checking to see if he could see a giant bronze dragon flying and then wondered where Tiberuth was hanging out to begin with. Maybe he was already at the ledge, having thought it was a good spot to be out of the way but nearby.
“And I’m quite certain inviting you to dinner is fine. You look good enough to be served on a platter. Perhaps I should worry. You may distract me from behaving during one of the rare moments I keep myself reined in.” He didn’t follow up his comment with a lick of the lips or a certain look to help imply what he meant or hoped for. They were out for a nice stroll to a spot he had cherished since he was a child and no matter what he had been saying, he was more than just a sex addict.
And the day was still young and there would be plenty of time after dinner and books to get the bronzerider naked.
“We’re almost there. Tiberuth can meet us there if he’d like. Unless he found his own preferred spot already,” Yfris looked around, checking to see if he could see a giant bronze dragon flying and then wondered where Tiberuth was hanging out to begin with. Maybe he was already at the ledge, having thought it was a good spot to be out of the way but nearby.
