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[ 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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