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