[Regis knows he's allowing his eyes to follow the motion of Nyx's tongue over his lips far too closely, but it's either that or focus on the rise of his own heart rate. While he's been on the receiving end of these looks his whole life, only rarely have they actual been focused on the man instead of the king. The last had been...
Has it really been since he lost Aulea?
He should put an end to this; send Ulric back to his duties before either of them regret it, but he doesn't. Later, perhaps he will blame the lapse on the fact he's feeling the weight of his mortality stronger tonight than he usually does. How many more chances will he get to be a man instead of a king?
Likely as few times as he will have to be a father.
In an effort to push away those morbid thoughts, Regis turns his gaze out at the city, pointedly avoiding anything too near the Wall. He doesn't need more reminders tonight.]
It's been quite some time since I've been able to debate with a friend. Let no one tell you that debates with councilmen are the same. They most certainly are not.
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Has it really been since he lost Aulea?
He should put an end to this; send Ulric back to his duties before either of them regret it, but he doesn't. Later, perhaps he will blame the lapse on the fact he's feeling the weight of his mortality stronger tonight than he usually does. How many more chances will he get to be a man instead of a king?
Likely as few times as he will have to be a father.
In an effort to push away those morbid thoughts, Regis turns his gaze out at the city, pointedly avoiding anything too near the Wall. He doesn't need more reminders tonight.]
It's been quite some time since I've been able to debate with a friend. Let no one tell you that debates with councilmen are the same. They most certainly are not.