01.Sep.19, 01:37 PM
For once, D’hys broke character and made a disgusted click of his tongue at the mention of the brother and scowled at F’drel. “You know Xyliah. That woman is impossible. She refused every offer and dismissed all reason as she seems to have adopted little Kitelan.” At least her husband seemed to have a brain between his ears and realised the problem they might have if they pissed off the bluerider. But not even he could persuade the girl to give up her new brother or son or whatever the kid was to the Lady.
D’hys stretched and leaned further into the chair, arms going up to rest behind his head as he continued watching F’drel. “Your sisters have no choice in the matter as this was done for you, not them.” Honestly, did the greenrider have to be so considerate and think about others? Then again, that could be used against him and to D’hys’ advantage.
“Unless… you want to add strings to my gift. I can renegotiate to let Kelikki stay like was suggested at one point and you can owe me for that.” D’hys couldn’t imagine why F’drel would want any of his sisters to continue staying with a Lord, even one as benign as Jalazmar seemed to be. The only thing he could think of was the old belief that there was safety in numbers and F’drel was worried about the little brother. He could respect that, honestly. Once, D’hys cared deeply for his own sisters until he had a hard choice to make. This choice didn’t seem quite as difficult, but for F’drel, perhaps it would be.
D’hys stretched and leaned further into the chair, arms going up to rest behind his head as he continued watching F’drel. “Your sisters have no choice in the matter as this was done for you, not them.” Honestly, did the greenrider have to be so considerate and think about others? Then again, that could be used against him and to D’hys’ advantage.
“Unless… you want to add strings to my gift. I can renegotiate to let Kelikki stay like was suggested at one point and you can owe me for that.” D’hys couldn’t imagine why F’drel would want any of his sisters to continue staying with a Lord, even one as benign as Jalazmar seemed to be. The only thing he could think of was the old belief that there was safety in numbers and F’drel was worried about the little brother. He could respect that, honestly. Once, D’hys cared deeply for his own sisters until he had a hard choice to make. This choice didn’t seem quite as difficult, but for F’drel, perhaps it would be.