The Regent does not match his toast, and August hides his surprise. He’d never actually met the unicorn queen, but he’d thought her beloved (at least by the commoners in her own court; there had certainly been a few patrons of the Scarab who did not share the feelings of devotion). It has been a long while since the palomino has been in the business of secrets, and he wonders now how much he’s missed.
He nods when she says there hasn’t been more trouble; that, too, is a little surprising, considering Isra’s absence, but perhaps Raum’s ending was warning enough to those with ill intent. At her pointed glance August only smiles blithely, taking another sip of his beer.
He’s prepared to go more into his past year - it was the reason they’d come to the bar, after all - when she drains her glass and rises. His brows follow her up, and so does his gaze; at her order his mouth twists into a half grin. “Aye aye, Regent, he says, and watches thoughtfully as the woman and her wolf go, wondering what he’s missing and grateful, at least, to not have gotten singed.
@Morrighan
He nods when she says there hasn’t been more trouble; that, too, is a little surprising, considering Isra’s absence, but perhaps Raum’s ending was warning enough to those with ill intent. At her pointed glance August only smiles blithely, taking another sip of his beer.
He’s prepared to go more into his past year - it was the reason they’d come to the bar, after all - when she drains her glass and rises. His brows follow her up, and so does his gaze; at her order his mouth twists into a half grin. “Aye aye, Regent, he says, and watches thoughtfully as the woman and her wolf go, wondering what he’s missing and grateful, at least, to not have gotten singed.
@Morrighan
August - -
there's a lover in the story
but the story's still the same
but the story's still the same
