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[ As will his. He never told his Court he was planning to marry the human. Secure a partnership, yes. Wed him, no. They are going to be in such straits, and Viri can't wait for it.

He pouts a little as his ring is denied and Seamus stands, looking woebegone until his darling pulls out a ring from a drawer. Oh no, that won't do, that one is old and far more lovely. So he pouts harder for a moment, studying his.

Before reaching up to the gem on his chest, which has until now simply kept his hydrangea ruff on, and pulls it free. With a little bit of shrinking magic, he adds it to the ring. Then gladly offers it again, in exchange for Seamus', taking that one carefully. And sliding it onto his finger. ]

It does. I will see you in the morn, my darling. To bed with you, before you simply fall where you stand. I will be most cross if I return and see you yet awake.

[ Though he doubts even this King will be able to resist the pull now. He stands and shrinks in a blink, circling Seamus head in a rather wobbly circle before disappearing with a soft laugh. ]

[Oh? Why such a face? Did he wriggle out of some other debt of his without realizing? Or is he just sore about the ring somehow being nicer? Maverick thinks the other ring is just fine since it's magic and can do things like calling someone to their side if anything he worried his own was lacking.]

[Fae are such fascinating beings, so he chuckles a little when he finally deems his own ring worth and takes it, sliding it onto his finger. Ah, it fights just right.]

Oh, I don't know, I think I have a few more hours in me-

[And then he disappears and Maverick all but hits the ground. He manages to fall at least half onto the bed, but that energy boost had run its course and now he's suddenly left with a solid week of exhausting returning with a vengeance. Though he will wake with the worst crick in his neck, it will be the best sleep he's had in a long time.]

[ And despite being half in and half out of his bed when he collapses, he will find himself, upon waking, tucked neatly into it fully.

Because he never closed his window and Viri simply let himself in again, and discovered his darling draped like a discarded blanket. That simply would not do! So he carefully shifted him up and in, unable to free him of his clothes due to pesky faerie requirements, but he could at tuck him in.

He will also find himself being watched, Viri laying on his side beside Seamus, his head propped into his hand and his eyes fixed on the human. His expression is thoughtful and quiet, unusual for the Faerie King. Though when he notices Seamus' eyes open, his expression instantly shifts back into it's normal delight. ]

Good morning, darling~

[ His voice is singsongy and sweet. ]

Sleep well?

[It's a testament to how much he needed sleep that he did not stir at all while Viri handled him. It's really only that prolonged feeling of being watched does something finally start to rouse him. That hyper-vigilance that's kept him alive all this time finally kicking back in now that he's gotten some rest.]

[And so Viri will be treated to the disoriented, sleepy noises of a King trying to get his wits about him when he had been thorough tranquilized the night before.]

[Then the sound of rapping at his door and a voice behind it asking for permission to enter- a servant likely here to come and start his day. So he startles even further, jolting himself out of bed, but poorly]

[He rolls right onto the ground again with a heavy thud.]

Not yet! Peace, give me but another five minutes and then you may enter!

["A-Ah, forgive me Your Highness, I shall return shortly!"]

[Sigh.]

Good morning, dear.

Edited 2026-01-17 06:20 (UTC)

[ How cute! Those noises are so adorable, Viri coo's softly to them in return. His sweet darling! Look at his sleepy eyes and his mussed up little hair. He wants to pet! Before he can reach out to do so, however, they're rudely interrupted by the knock at the door.

The look he gives the door is downright nasty. He toys with the sheets a little with his fingers, debating turning that human servant on the other side into something for their audacity at disturbing his darling.

After all, the contract isn't in effect yet, and Seamus said nothing about turning anyone else into something. A simple question will do! How would they like to take the day off? Yes-

He moves over the bed to peer down at his darling, smiling at him, thoughts of evil gone to his sweet voice. ]

Are you all right? Would you like me to teach that servant a valuable lesson of disturbing their Lord?

[Hm, what a concerning aura from his husband-to-be. This isn't a surprise, he thinks. He is Fae and his moods seem to swing like a pendulum. It helps wake him up a bit more before he slowly pulls himself to his feet and takes a seat on the edge of the bed.]

[Here take his hand, please settle down.]

Oh, no, that's quite all right. They were doing their job, my dear. I just did not want them to stroll in like normal and find a scene that would be difficult to explain before we've had the chance to speak of our plans.

[But it's kind of cute that he's so protective.]

It would not do to turn all of my staff into furniture when I've barely ascended yet.

[ Oh!! A hand hold!! He calms immediately and holds Seamus' hand gently, thumbs rubbing against his knuckles in gentle little strokes. Look at all these tiny little scars, and his fingers are so rough, Fae don't develop callouses. Now that he's sober he can appreciate them, investigate them. Rub his fingers against Seamus' to feel. ]

Hm! I say let them see and talk, it's quite a delicious scandal. The new King, in bed with the Faerie King! Aha! And we could always get more, darling. But, if you insist.

[ He turns Seamus' hand over, palm up, tracing his finger over the lines there. Then lifts the hand to lay his chin in it. Gives Seamus the soft doe eyes. ]

When you are ready, invite them in~

[ Them is the absolute crowd of fae outside Seamus' window, which Viri has closed to make sure none can enter without invitation. A few are small faerie sized and thus only little glowing balls, but the rest are of various other sizes. So there are definitely some faces mashed into the glass, peering in. Some looking pleasant and delicate and beautiful: Seelie. Some looking gnarled and grumpy and almost poisoned: the Unseelie.

One looks like a toad.

That may just be a toad they stole. ]

[Hm, he will let him explore, then. His curiosity is fascinating. He must not get close to humans very often, though the same could be said for himself and the Fae, having only learned of them in books.]

And that will be the wretched difference between our realms. Such a scandal could be terribly detrimental to my rule. I'd been but a week, and I'd prefer to quell any revolts yet, at least until I am properly settled on the throne.

[Ah? That makes him pause as he looks towards the window. Oh. Oh, there is his court, he assumed.]

[My, look at how different they all are. He gives them all a curious, scrutinizing look before he hums.]

Allow me to get dressed first, and once I am decent they may come in.

[ If he asked? He would be truthful.

This is his first time interacting with humans. Oh, like Seamus, he's read about them. He's asked questions about them. He's been in the human realm and observed. But Seamus is his first one on one.

He hums in agreeance in a manner that says well I suppose. Though with a Fae husband, all he needs is point out his dissenters and Viri will figure out a way to take care of it. And he watches as his darlings eyes go to the window and he laughs lightly to the look he gives the group.

The group gives looks back, clearly sizing him up. The Unseelie look Unimpressed. There might be some very rude gestures. Which get the Seelie in a disgusted uproar and a small fight breaks out. The toad flees. ]

Oh? Are you not dressed? Do you mean to say you will disrobe and rerobe?

[ He cast his eyes thoughtfully up and down Seamus' body. Delighted. His gaze is playfully salacious. ]

I wait with baited breath to feast my eyes!

[Yes, he is beginning to get the idea that his husband-to-be will be very efficient in keeping assassins and dissenters away and he tries not to think of how powerful that thought is, that he might have someone at his side that can ensure their rule on the human end of things.]

[He thinks perhaps he will work very hard to insist this marriage go through for a whole list of reasons.]

[Anyway, his expression is rather unyielding as they look at him, but he does not give them much more beyond that initial surprise before he turns his gaze back to Viri. The fighting goes ignored.]

To handle courtly duties when in my sleep clothing is rather uncouth.

[But he laughs, raising an eyebrow. He begins to walk over to the wardrobe]

You're very bold, are all Fae like that? Is this something I will have to grow used to?

Hm, but you look so lovely in them!

[ With his hair sleep mussed, the clothes wrinkled and draped on him. Adorable! His adorable little darling. He wants to coo at him.

Instead he watches him walk to the wardrobe, moving to sit himself on the foot of the bed, legs folded under him, his wings lax behind him. ]

Oh yes. We do not have the same human reservations when it comes to admiring what we wish to admire, but we're fully aware humans do have those reservations. So many of us use it to tease or make situations awkward, or funny. It's amusing when humans are so shy, but then let their greed through in other ways. We declare it false modesty.

[ And he will indeed watch Seamus, curious what lays under those clothes. ]

[That actually makes him laugh and he will hide a little the way his face pinks with him being given such an open compliment. Hm! He kind of likes being told he looks lovely! By this man! Who he may be marrying in a few hours!]

[He does listen to him explain, though. That matches some of what he's read.]

My dear, would you mind getting the curtains? I would prefer that only you saw me.

[And then like he didn't just drop the apple of discord in front of Viri he will start shucking his sleeping gown.]

"False Modesty" hm! I do have to agree with you, when you put it like that. It is fascinating where we are uptight in some instances and not in others. Is there not something the Fae consider themselves "shy" in?

[ That makes him laugh and he snaps his fingers, the curtains drawing themselves quickly to block out the sights. In the same moment, the candles around the room light themselves, their fire and glow a soft gold instead of the normal color.

And Viri's eyes glow as well, vibrant in the candle light, dancing with their own inner light. A sort of possessiveness coming to them. ]

And so only I shall.

[ There's a tone to his voice too, the same sort of possessiveness there. No one else will now get to see Seamus without his clothing on. Servants or otherwise. It has been spoken into law.

The question makes him laugh. ]

Aha, asking me outright for our weaknesses? How devious a ploy!

[ He unfolds his legs and stands from the bed, moving closer to Seamus, but stopping before reaching him. ]

Our private moments are so intrinsically a part of who we truly are deep inside, that we take great pains to keep them private. Lesser Fae have been known to perish from embarrassment from these moments coming to light.

[Oh, the atmosphere has changed and as he turns around to look, holding some article of clothing in his hand he catches that change to Viri's eyes.]

[And then he realizes what happened.]

[It shows on his face a moment, the look of someone who realizes their wallet's been pick pocketed but only has themselves to blame. What will this mean going forward? He doesn't want to think about it. Not- that he particularly enjoys servants dressing him or anything but hm. Hm!]

Oh, I only think it's fair when you seem to know ours so thoroughly!

[But that sounds like a serious answer anyway. Its an interesting one, too.]

I see. Does that mean that if you want alone time, I ought to not interrupt you at all costs?

[ That look on Seamus' face makes him huff a soft little laugh, covering his mouth as he does. Oh, poor darling. He got too comfortable and gave Viri exactly what he wanted. He knows that Seamus knows, too, to reverse it he would owe the other a debt for it.

A little pickle, but one not overtly bad. It just means he has to let his 'dear' be the one to aid him! ]

Oh no, not at all. Once we are married, you are part of my 'private moments' from then on out. You will get to see the true hidden me that I keep so secret.

[ ... Which Seamus will find out isn't very different from what he sees already but! He doesn't need to know that yet. He flutters over, smiling and holding his hands out for the piece of clothing Seamus chose. ]

Let me help! I know human clothing is so complicated!

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