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[Likewise, getting the manpower to enforce such a release will take time, and he knows some Fae may be unrecoverable, depending on how they were used. That they attempt is an important first step.]

Be that as it may, I will not yield on that front.

[Of course he would be attractive jewelry, come on. To Viri's stipulation he snorts.]

That's very broad, but please know I have some bloody class. If I am to use you for political means, it will be a joint effort for both of us. If you mean ...something else, then rest assured I'll likely be too busy to even bother to ask.

[Is that good? Hard to say! He could probably use a good lay with how uptight he is.]

Though I suppose we ought to discuss the matter of heirs at some point.

[ Oh he's funny. It makes Viri laugh, a light tinkling noise. The man doesn't sleep, nor indulge in the physical pleasures of the body? Is he a King, or is he a Saint? Humans are so silly! Some are more hedonistic than fae can be, and some are statues in other ways!

And then he talks about heirs! ]

And however will that occur without that something else? But do not worry, if you desire heirs you shall have them! You merely need mention how many you wish, which months for them to be born in for potential Seasonal influences on any powers they may inherit, and whatever else you wish!

[ King though he may be, he is getting fidgety sitting for so long, so he stands to stretch. Makes an mm! noise as he lifts his arms up, stretches his wings out, and floats a little to loosen himself up. He then promptly walks around behind Seamus to wrap his arms around him and rest his chin on his shoulder, peeping at the papers like that, content to bend down for this. ]

Ah, yes! Upon marriage, you will have free access to the realm of the Fae, for so long as you wish it. You shall be able to come and go as you please!

[Did he make a joke? Or did he find his disinterest in pleasure for the moment particularly humorous. It's not that he adverse, he's just got more on his plate right now than indulgence. ]

[Of course his reason for bringing heirs had other motives. He watches the Fae's expression while he told, and gives him plenty of assurance that should they need heirs, they will have them. Hm! So, the idea of them producing half-fae or otherwise children does not repulse him, or if it does, he is using very interesting means to twist the truth. He writes down Viri's words with a nod.]

I am amendable to the act if the time is right. [The Something Else, he means. Ah, the fae are so touchy. He knew this from reading but it's so startling to have it turned onto him.] Very well, we can discuss that when the time is right.

[Him explaining his access to the Fae Realm of course seemed given, but to have it laid out for him is ..hm. He's definitely been curious about the place, though he knows to travel to such is temptuous and dangerous for humans.]

Is there food that can be eaten that will not ensnare one to the realm forever? For that matter, how shall we split our time between Realms? Do you truly desire me to be at your side, or are you content for us to rule separately?

[He pauses in thought.]

Is there perhaps a means to create spaces were we exist together in both places...

[ Remembering the looks from earlier, he makes sure to keep his hold on the King light. His chin rests but without weight, his arms hold but without a tightness to them that says he'd hold the other down. Trying to reassure he can free himself if he truly finds the touch disgusting.

Ah.

He hums softly, frowning thoughtfully. His wings buzz. ]

To eat freely of the Fae realm will most assuredly trap you as readily as any other. However, should you only accept food I give to you, I an ensure that it will not trap you. That is not to say that it may not affect you in some way. It will still be faerie food, steeped in magic.

[ Oh, though this is only for convenience, the idea of not sharing time with his maybe soon-to-be husband makes Viri pout. ]

Oh no! I wish you to be by my side! Whether it is I in your realm, or you in mine!

[ That question makes him pause in thought as well, his voice soft and musing. ]

It's possible! It may take some work to thin the veil enough that the spaces blend together. It often occurs naturally in certain places, but I doubt you'd wish to make a little home together in those places.

[Viri will perhaps find relief in his body language when it seems like he is not trying to hold him too tightly. That this Human King has some worries about feeling trapped.]

[He considers this matter while nodding. While the idea makes him weary, there is nothing for it if he's to spend any of his time in the Fae Kingdom, which, he will if he is to be married to the Faerie King himself.]

[Which of course means that if they go through with this, much will be changing for them both and the life he leads after this point will be very different. Of course he is a little surprised that Viri wants him close.]

We will have to find an agreeable way to split time in both Kingdoms, as I do not wish to leave this one without me for too terribly long, and I am sure you feel the same way about your Kingdom, as well.

[The idea of spaces blending together would be helpful for them to work around this, but also-]

No, but perhaps those spaces can be utilized in other ways. Much of the tension between our kinds has to do with trespassing and boundaries, for how separate in nature our worlds are. If we were to take these spaces and make them properly hospitable, then perhaps we may give our two sides opportunities to mingle without worry of crossing the wrong line.

Hmm, I am sure we'll come up with something! Do not forget time is different in the Faerie Realm. It can be slower in spots, or faster. Thankfully my Castle is mostly stable and inline with the human realm.

[ Which means time won't escape from Seamus with his time in the Castle, but should he wander and explore, he may find years have passed in the space of moments. And look at how kind he's being, reminding him of this fact! Though he could have not and merely kept him all for himself for so very long...

He's silent for a moment before releasing him and moving around again, sitting himself down once more, and giving him a soft smile. ]

No.

[ And though it's abrupt, he will explain why, reaching out to gently take the hand that isn't holding the pen. ]

There is a reason the veil is thin in these places, and it often is not a pleasant reason. It may be places of bloodshed on one side or another, or magic run wild. Or places where Unseelie have laid hexes and curses, that have long tainted the land and can no longer be cleansed. Please, do not try to reform these places. Instead let us bar them off, warn humans to stay away. We can create a spot together, instead of using these. I believe it would hold more meaning too, don't you think? Our hands, creating a safe spot for our people.

[He is writing all of this down, very diligently. That is very important to know.]

Yes, I recall reading of accounts of someone returning from the realm to find that decades have passed for them when all they recall was a night's worth of merriment. I will keep note of that.

[Yes, he sees you being very honest. It's doing a lot to help him relax while they talk. Of course that "No" gets him to look up, a curious tilt to his head. He let's Viri keep the hand and he pauses his scribing.]

...Yes, you are correct. To create these spaces from scratch would be ideal, if they are possible. I shall allow them to be handled by your ilk- or perhaps I may lend you a mage or two on our end to help.

[Speaking of the Unseelie court.]

How did you unify the Faerie Realm, by the by? I had not heard news of this yet myself, but it sounds as though it should have been a terrible ordeal.

[ The offer of mages to help makes him look delighted and he lifts Seamus' hand to his cheek to rest against it. ]

Your mages and my kin together would make a wondrous spot, I feel! And it will allow our people to learn one another! Yes, I like that!

[ He rubs his cheek along the hand much like a cat scenting it's territory, then beams at the question. Then sits back to let go of his hand, so he can put his own across his forehead. Dramatic.

Faerie. ]

Oh, Darling! It was so terrible! I tried to talk sense into both Courts! I begged the Monarchs to listen! My pleas fell on deaf ears! So I realized I would have to take matters into my own hands.

[ The dramatics fade and he looks off to the window, humming lightly. Though he's still smiling, his expression is something else as well. ]

As it turns out, the Monarchs and even the Courts that dared rise against me, were no match for me and mine. They bent the knee in the end, and I promptly put an end to further fighting.

[ He brings the dramatics back, pouting hard, turning big sad eyes to Seamus. ]

Of course that didn't stop the assassination attempts until just recently!

Perhaps too, we can send them to assist with the weak places in the veil for clean up-

[Before he gets too far ahead of himself he turns his attention to the Fae King. Yes, the drama is expected, and he huffs a little chuckle as he begins. Of course he falls quiet as he continues explaining.]

[And something very important occurs to him.]

[This Fae, Percival, is a Fae of immeasurable power if he is not twisting this narrative too deeply. He asked once and the took by force when he was denied. That puts this proposition into an interesting light, now doesn't it?]

[If he does not agree, then he may resort to similar methods, and he does not know how he would fair against the Fae that took down both courts. Yes, coming to an understanding and putting himself and his Kingdom on their side is the smartest thing he can do.]

It sounds as though your week has been just as harrowing as mine, dear.

[He sees your sad doe eyes, you do not fool him. You are clearly incredibly powerful.]

I fear I will be dodging much the same for a few years yet.

[He hums and reaches for his wine glass.]

Can the Fae partake in human food and drink?

[ He may. Or he may not. If Seamus denies him in the end, perhaps he will find another King or Queen. Second best, but one more susceptible to his words. Yet the idea would disgust him. Why would he want someone else but the best? Someone who can go toe to toe with him, who understands fae and how they work. How they think?

It's surely something to keep in mind.

Everytime Seamus uses dear, Viri lights up and his wings flutter. It makes him incredibly pleased, and he gives the human soft eyes to go along with it. Gentle and almost tender. Then scoffs softly. ]

Nonsense. No assassin shall ever come near you with me by your side, Darling. I will not allow it.

[ A pause, a beat, his voice musing. ]

Can I turn them into furniture?

[ They ARE assassins after all, and the ones he turned into flowers make lovely petals. The motion for the wine distracts him and he ponders, then beams. ]

One way to find out! I do love mortal fruits and vegetables, oh and honey is so delightful! But I've never had mortal prepared foods.

[ He's incredibly curious, then he smiles a little, teasing. ]

Of course, you're not asking for nefarious reasons, right darling?

[Despite his worries before, there IS something inherently charming about this man before him, and he really can't help but play along with his little game. "Dear" slips so easily from his lips in a way that surprises him.]

[He will begin pouring them both a fresh glass.]

Hm! Now, there's a thought. Perhaps just one or two so that the rest get the idea and cease.

[It's a practical method to discourage further attempts, he thinks.]

Of course not, I simply do not wish to offer you something you cannot have. That would be rude of me.

[And he will take a long sip of his own to show him the wine is not at least poisoned from a Human standpoint.]

Now, have you anything to add from the Fae perspective? Requests of me?

Oh yes! And I shall make sure they're delightfully lovely and incredibly useful! Perhaps some planters? Oh! A beautiful chandelier, to commemorate our union! Or perhaps a scepter or two?

[ He hums in delight, steepling his fingers together in thought. Yes yes! Or maybe something gothique, to go with his darling Seamus' aesthetics? Ah! Turn them into raven statues and position them at the fore and aft of the castle, so that they are forced to watch and warn of attackers! Oh! Oh so fitting!

He picks up the wine glass for him, watching Seamus sip from it. Hm. He sniffs it thoughtfully, swirling the liquid around. What an interesting bouquet... ]

Mm, yes. There will be quite a few worries and concerns.

[ He sips the wine, then grimaces. Then pauses. Wrinkles his nose. Looks thoughtful. Sips again. Ponders the liquid with a heavy squint.

Clears his throat. ]

It's... very unique, darling.

[ He doesn't set it down, though, pondering it as he considers the Fae. ]

Tell me, darling. How much do you know of my kin and I?

[Should his glee be horrifying? Probably. Does Maverick care because these are followers of people who have made his life a living hell up until now? Nope! If someone has the balls to challenge his throne they will have much to get through, it seems.]

[He finds himself becoming quite taken with the idea of this marriage now, as it turns out.]

[He watches the Fae try the win and then covers his own amusement with a sip.]

It grows on you, after a time. I do also like mine rather dry. Perhaps a sweet wine next time.

[He will take a heady drink this time, before he picks his quill back up.]

Only what I have read in books! I was rather studious in my youth, and I found tales of your kin fascinating.

Ah! Then let me bring a wine next time? I have something perfect in mind for you. With my blessing on it, so it shall not harm you.

[ Perhaps. It would be faerie wine, so it might just knock the man flat. Or lead him into the sweetest of dreams. Viri sips his wine again, pondering it once more. Well, it's not bad per se.

He oh?s to the studious nature of his soon Husband. ]

You enjoy studying?

[ Oh he has a wonderful wedding gift in mind then. ~~Going to Belle this mans ass with the Beast library.~~ ]

I can only imagine what tales humans have written! But, you have definitely avoided all of my traps thus far, and only made one mistake that I will attribute to your exhaustion, so I can see they are fairly correct. That being said, you understand our natures. Even the Seelie can be.... persnickity at times. And while I will rein them in and guide them, they will still balk and chew at the bit.

[ He takes another sip, a larger one, then sighs. ]

So my main request is to be patient with them. With us. They will be children, and will yell and scream and play tricks because it is new and frightening to be asked to temper their natural inclinations.

Very well, I look forward to trying it!

[Speaking like there will be a next time for certain, like he is intending to sign this contract. Ah, he may have been stepping carefully, but he was still ensnared in the end, wasn't he? That's fine, he's used to working withing the confines of imprisonment.]

Mm. Books were my only friend growing up. I was kept in solitude, in hiding, I suppose, for much of my life. There was a robust library however, where I stayed. I spent much of my time in it.

[He sighs gently, having his slip called out.]

No, and I caught that mistake the moment I made it, truly what an oversight when I had been so careful.

[Ah.]

I understand that. I ask the same of you, because sadly humanity ...well, they tend to fear what they don't understand, and act in kind. I think it will take a lot of work from both of us to guide them and I know that it will not be overnight that these two opposite realms will learn to coexist.

[ Hm!

Hm, Viri doesn't like that! Not that imprisonment is something taboo to Fae. Usually just when it's happening to them. But their imprisonment always comes with terms and conditions. Sure, it may be trickery but they can't exactly force someone into it, nor lie, so the idea does actually rankle him.

Kept in solitude!

His future husband!!

The gall!

He sips his wine a little angrily, scowling at nothing, before letting his features smooth back out and back to Seamus. Smiles and nods. ]

I can readily give that. Patience and the long game is a Faeries specialty.

[ He takes another drink of his wine, a larger one. Hm! He is feeling! A little dizzy! How fascinating! Can he note handle human wine? That seems almost insulting! ]

Let me think... ah. I did mention earlier that one of my stipulations would be for you to care for yourself. But if you find you cannot, then please let me care for you.

[Oh? Did hearing about his upbringing upset him? That's very interesting. Perhaps he will tell him more of that some other time. He sips his wine, but keeps a close eye on how it might be affecting him.]

Are we exchanging wedding vows now? The contract is not yet written and won't be before we've gotten both of our courts on board, you know.

[Hmhm, but that's kind of cute. That he seems concerned.]

In return, allow me to be the one with the frightening expression, when the courts are misbehaving, hm?

Oh, darling, it's reassurance that my husband won't simply flop over one day on me! However am I to rule properly worrying and fretting over my husband every day?

[ He pouts, sad eying again, before shaking his head. He finishes his glass - it's really not so bad at all! - and sets the glass aside. Then leans forward, elbow on the table, chin in his hands. The eyes he gives Seamus are soft and ... a little gooey.

It seems human wine affects fae fast. ]

Oh? Can you give a frightening expression? You are terribly adorable. I fear it will be like a snapdragon baring it's teeth.

Hm! How, indeed! I suppose I'll have to prove to you how resilient I am!

[No, that is the opposite of what he wants.]

[Oh, but he is close now, and Maverick pauses, eyes widening a little. He opens his mouth- and then abruptly scowls something fierce, leaning away.]

[But of course, he does level him with some kind of gaze. The kind Viri would have seen from his Seers, as he was amidst his campaign to regain the throne. Ruthless and methodical, with no yield. The expression of a man soaked in blood.]

I have found that I can put quite the fear in those challenging me, at least in this realm.

Oh!

[ The sudden reappearance of the man from the visions, the Beast of Blood and Carnage that set his very Courts quaking in fear, for a moment sobers the Faerie King up. He sits himself back, eyes wide, as if he to ask what he has done to deserve such a look.

Then he smiles, pleased, and clasps his hands together in a clap. ]

Oh! Bravo! A masterpiece of a look, my darling! Yes! You shall make even my courts cower!

[ .... His adorable little human has transformed into something fierce, and Viri finds he likes it. The steel in his eyes, the hard set of his mouth. It makes the scar seem starker. Dramatic.

Barely controlled violence. A sword in it's sheathe, but poised. It makes his heart flutter again and his head feel dizzier.

He giggles. ]

Oh, please stop looking at me such, I fear you will make my braids unravel!

[When it gets the desired response, Seamus drops it, an amused smile forming on his face in its stead. Looks like even the Fae can't match the intensity he often operates on to get things done. This is good news.]

[He'll keep that in his back pocket for later.]

Oh, and whatever would we do if that happened?

[Is that a flirt? Maybe. Maybe!! He's coming around to this marriage proposal just a tiny bit.]

Do we have anything else to discuss before I begin drawing up the proper contract?

[ Oho! First dear and now actual flirts? Is his darling rising to the challenge? He flutters his wings in delight, his eyes lighting up. ]

Why, I would insist you ravel them back up for me. And it would take quite some time~

[ He giggles a little and thinks, humming and nodding. ]

Only that we respect one another. I do not doubt we will come to disagreements, some little and some large. And as time goes on, there may be things we had wished we had added to the contract. If things come to it, allow us to discuss and possibly amend the contract if both sides agree?

[Oh, this Fae does seem to wear his heart on his sleeve. How dangerous.]

Hm, perhaps another time, then. I suppose if this all falls into place properly there will be plenty of time to ravel your braids back up.

[Yeah, okay, he's flirting. What has gotten into him? This faerie dust, surely. He clears his throat and sets his quill down. Of course that condition strikes him as down right matrimonial rather than this being such a political marriage.]

[He hums, agreeing.]

Very well. If there comes something that needs to be added, then if its agreed upon by both of us, it may be amended into the contract. I believe that is fair.

[ His laugh is surprised and full of glee that his darling is finding his footing with him. Yes! Yes he knew he picked right! His wings flutter and he actually begins to glow again with joy.

Oh! How he wishes he could turn this man into a Fae, so that he may remain with him! Adorable and lovely and dear! They could turn the human realm into fae as well! Peace forever! ]

Then we are in agreeance!

[ Which is good because, frankly, the wine has made his head wobbly and he isn't thinking that well. Which is dangerous for him. ]

Come, let us draft a contract appropriately!

[ He searches around without even asking until he finds another paper and another ink pen, looking at it in delight as he dips it into the ink repeatedly. ]

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