the crown prince
masculine
twenty-eight
may 20
hammerlocke, galar
heterosexual
archaeologist
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Remiel Calcifet
BETWEEN TWO FIRES
POSTED ON Apr 6, 2023 7:53:31 GMT
♔ Perhaps it was a bit selfish or hopeful on his part to ask such a personal question. Remiel could not expect an abundance of sympathy or understanding simply because Cian would go to such lengths for his brother. The prince had chosen that life, after all. The Maher's had been born into it. And, some might say, even molded by it.
As he ponders this, the royal takes the last bite of his sandwich for now, tucking it away into its paper bag afterward. Then, much to his surprise, Cian extends an olive branch. He gulps as a result, swallowing his food down before dabbing at his mouth with a napkin and tucking it away for the trash bin.
"I... appreciate that. Navigating this situation has been quite challenging, but finding someone who understands is... a relief, I suppose." Was that the right word for it? Truth be told, Remiel didn't have much experience with these sorts of conversations. Nonetheless, he has a much easier time deciding on what to say afterward.
"I know I'm not in any place to support you at the moment, but I won't forget this. I promise." He nods, standing from the bench to extend a handshake.
Before they part ways, however, there's one last thing: Remiel hands him a second sandwich that had been sitting in his plastic bag all along. "You forgot to order this for your girlfriend, so I took it upon myself since I figured it was inadvertently my fault." He chuckles.
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