Knife is assassin's weapon. Sword king's. Is that what you would prefer?
[Richard counters, teasing right back. Although, he did understand the implication behind Silco's words. Despite his rather limited sexual encounters it wasn't like he was completely unfamiliar with such foreplay. There had been times when the blood had been drawn out during his times with Buckingham -- both from their own actions and from others'.
He allows Silco to guide them around the narrow paths of greenhouse, silently following his lead while observing some of the plants and vegetation from the corner of his eye. Majority of it all remains unknown to him, looking like something described in children's tale. A witch's forest. Yet strangely enough, he could not feel Joan's presence the same way he usually could. It's strangely calming, somehow. He was content with staying in Silco's presence.
He looks quickly up at Silco with questioning eyes before bringing them back to focus on the pavement ahead of them. Richard had assumed that the masked person was linked to Silco in one way or another. After all, the man had mentioned the name Zaun to him before, even if it was just an off-hand comment. And he didn't miss the way he had been absent on the post. But his daughter? Nay, he didn't see that coming. Well, Richard had made his feelings on the matter clear there, so no need to revisit his words.]
She is going to need guidance. [He says, keeping his tone neutral.] She might have fumbled, here, and her following actions will have more weight now.
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Date: 2024-08-03 12:25 am (UTC)[Richard counters, teasing right back. Although, he did understand the implication behind Silco's words. Despite his rather limited sexual encounters it wasn't like he was completely unfamiliar with such foreplay. There had been times when the blood had been drawn out during his times with Buckingham -- both from their own actions and from others'.
He allows Silco to guide them around the narrow paths of greenhouse, silently following his lead while observing some of the plants and vegetation from the corner of his eye. Majority of it all remains unknown to him, looking like something described in children's tale. A witch's forest. Yet strangely enough, he could not feel Joan's presence the same way he usually could. It's strangely calming, somehow. He was content with staying in Silco's presence.
He looks quickly up at Silco with questioning eyes before bringing them back to focus on the pavement ahead of them. Richard had assumed that the masked person was linked to Silco in one way or another. After all, the man had mentioned the name Zaun to him before, even if it was just an off-hand comment. And he didn't miss the way he had been absent on the post. But his daughter? Nay, he didn't see that coming. Well, Richard had made his feelings on the matter clear there, so no need to revisit his words.]
She is going to need guidance. [He says, keeping his tone neutral.] She might have fumbled, here, and her following actions will have more weight now.