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01.Jul.19, 09:22 AM
Azrin wasn’t a fan of Tillek. It smelled like fish and had terrible wine. He was fairly certain he had a child running around from a fling he had possibly a decade or so ago when his father sent him down for political purposes. His wife never came along on those ventures and his appetite was always as strong as his boredom so affairs were had. The women were smart enough not to contact him if they did become pregnant, likely more out of fear for their safety, but this particular affair lasted the full two weeks he stayed. Oh well, it wasn’t his concern.
No, his concern that day was tagging along on his baby brother’s important meetings. Jalazmar was getting better at pretending he was a Lord and knew what he was doing so Azrin didn’t feel the need to sit in on the negotiations. He was more inclined to flirt with his pretty sister-in-law and spoil her as they wandered the shops. He had already purchased her and Yanzi a new dress each, though Yanzi’s package also contained a sheer slip that she would know to wear the next time they were in the same Hold together.
Currently, he was doing his best to ignore the fish and focus on the sparkling jewellery the vendor was doing his best to hock. Azrin liked to accessorize, especially in rings though the one of the High Reaches crest was currently retired to a small chest in his bedroom. He supposed he was more of the Ista line now that his brother ruled High Reaches, effectively taking away the glitzy title of ‘second son’ from him to give to one of his sons.
“Which ring do you like, Kitten? Maybe this one?” Azrin removed his arm from around Xyliah’s waist and picked one with a large gemstone and slipped it onto one of Xyliah’s fingers. She was a delicate thing and the ring looked almost ridiculous on her but he chuckled and nodded in approval. “Perfect. The Little Lamb won’t miss it and we can lay bets on how long it takes for him to be jealous that I bought you such a fine thing.” He was bored and picking on the youngest brother was always fun.
He hadn’t really noticed the other customer when he appeared but Azrin had noticed the man was loitering as long as they were. He hadn’t survived in his family as long as he had without being suspicious and cautious and he paid the man some attention out of the corner of his eye before finally addressing him. “Would you like me to pick something out for you as well? Looks like you’re having difficulty there.” His playful smirk turned into a look of momentary confusion as he realised he recognized the face that had been partly obscured in shadows. “Tazikel?” Speaking of second sons; what was this one doing out of his Hold that day?
No, his concern that day was tagging along on his baby brother’s important meetings. Jalazmar was getting better at pretending he was a Lord and knew what he was doing so Azrin didn’t feel the need to sit in on the negotiations. He was more inclined to flirt with his pretty sister-in-law and spoil her as they wandered the shops. He had already purchased her and Yanzi a new dress each, though Yanzi’s package also contained a sheer slip that she would know to wear the next time they were in the same Hold together.
Currently, he was doing his best to ignore the fish and focus on the sparkling jewellery the vendor was doing his best to hock. Azrin liked to accessorize, especially in rings though the one of the High Reaches crest was currently retired to a small chest in his bedroom. He supposed he was more of the Ista line now that his brother ruled High Reaches, effectively taking away the glitzy title of ‘second son’ from him to give to one of his sons.
“Which ring do you like, Kitten? Maybe this one?” Azrin removed his arm from around Xyliah’s waist and picked one with a large gemstone and slipped it onto one of Xyliah’s fingers. She was a delicate thing and the ring looked almost ridiculous on her but he chuckled and nodded in approval. “Perfect. The Little Lamb won’t miss it and we can lay bets on how long it takes for him to be jealous that I bought you such a fine thing.” He was bored and picking on the youngest brother was always fun.
He hadn’t really noticed the other customer when he appeared but Azrin had noticed the man was loitering as long as they were. He hadn’t survived in his family as long as he had without being suspicious and cautious and he paid the man some attention out of the corner of his eye before finally addressing him. “Would you like me to pick something out for you as well? Looks like you’re having difficulty there.” His playful smirk turned into a look of momentary confusion as he realised he recognized the face that had been partly obscured in shadows. “Tazikel?” Speaking of second sons; what was this one doing out of his Hold that day?
