[There is a small, approving smile on Richard's lips. While Silco might not be aware of the severity of the anguish that is eternal torment of the hell's flames, he still appreciated the bold words. It was the defiance against the holy and good that had caught Richard's attention the first time they met. And it was no doubt the reason why he could also see beauty in Richard, making the man able to embrace him.
Richard listens carefully to Silco's words, allowing a brief and thoughtful silence fall between them. He knows immediately who that "someone" was to Silco. There was no one else it could be than his daughter. In theory, he could definitely understand the want to protect family. After all, an heir was essential for a king. Without a legacy he'd be nothing but a forgettable smudge on the pages of history. But at the same time.. Had he not already sacrificed the royal blood for the sake of the crown? If the situation was dire enough, would he be able to protect the boy he had claimed as his own? Or would he also throw him to the altar like he had done with George...]
Do you not believe in solitude then? [Quite interesting contrast, considering how he had talked about love before.
Richard takes a step closer to Silco, reaching out to place his hand on top of the wrist that is holding the strawberry. ]
Yes. Of course he is. [He says, voice light as if he was stating the obvious. Of course Whitey was welcomed to his bed. Then, he cranes his neck down and brings Silco's palm closer so that he can pick up the fruit with his teeth.]
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Richard listens carefully to Silco's words, allowing a brief and thoughtful silence fall between them. He knows immediately who that "someone" was to Silco. There was no one else it could be than his daughter. In theory, he could definitely understand the want to protect family. After all, an heir was essential for a king. Without a legacy he'd be nothing but a forgettable smudge on the pages of history. But at the same time.. Had he not already sacrificed the royal blood for the sake of the crown? If the situation was dire enough, would he be able to protect the boy he had claimed as his own? Or would he also throw him to the altar like he had done with George...]
Do you not believe in solitude then? [Quite interesting contrast, considering how he had talked about love before.
Richard takes a step closer to Silco, reaching out to place his hand on top of the wrist that is holding the strawberry. ]
Yes. Of course he is. [He says, voice light as if he was stating the obvious. Of course Whitey was welcomed to his bed. Then, he cranes his neck down and brings Silco's palm closer so that he can pick up the fruit with his teeth.]