All You who are Weary and Heavy Laden

N/A · 04-15-2013, 03:26 PM

So much had happened, whispers had passed through the pack, secrets hissing like snakes. Many of them revolved his father and mother, and Maverick had tried not to listen. He knew what had happened, but no one else knew the true facts, not yet. It was a family matter, and Maverick wasn't sure if his father would ever reveal what had truly happened. Not that he should ever have to, really, it was his business, not the pack's. The pack had lost a queen, his father had lost a wife. A call rang out, and Maverick sprung to action. He had expected a pack meeting, what with everything that had happened lately. He'd heard of alliances as well, and rank adjustments. It was high time his father squelched all the rumors and possible lies that were floating around.

He was among the first to arrive, as he'd planned to be, and settled himself beside his father, where his mother would have been had she still been here. It was time he started really acting like a Prince. So far he'd been so enamored with Epiphron he hadn't given much attention to his position, but that was about to change. He still adored the gorgeous Valhallan, but it was high time he made his father's life easier. He suspected his father would appreciate that. As he settled beside the King he watched the others arrive, he heard their murmurings but paid no mind. No doubt they wondered where the Queen was, and why she was not seated beside the King. They would soon know, soon, they would know everything - or rather, what they needed to know. That was politics, wasn't it?

As the crowd slowly stopped growing, the Prince focused his attention upon the King as the speech began. It was droll and long, but packed with information. Maverick's eyes would follow his father's motion to the new wolf, Bronze. He looked.. old, by first impression, but Maverick tried not to think like that. He must have skills if his father had allowed him in. Next was information about Segar and Ghost, who were expecting children. Maverick had heard about that already. Glaciem was mentioned, then Ludicael. Maverick was surprised to hear of the games coming up. Finally, a chance to prove himself! The Prince's face broke into a smile. Next came the information of the divorce, and the dethroning of the Queen. He tried not to look at the reactions of the Seracians at this news. Then came information he did not know, information he had not expected. He was to be married.. to a Valhallan.. to Chrysanthe. That was Epiphron's sister. His jaw unhinged, lower half dropping an inch agape. Was Gerhardt serious about this? He fought the urge to protest, and swallowed his pride. If Gerhardt needed this to happen for the alliance, Maverick would have to grin and bear it, for the good of Seracia. For the good of Seracia. It would become his mantra as he chanted it in his mind, now only half listening to the rest of the speech.

When it came time for responses, Maverick still remained silent, listening to others speak up. One left without saying anything, she was a newer one, Segolia. Loccian spoke, offering her congratulations. Maverick gulped and nodded his head politely to her, but offered no verbal thanks. He could not form words just yet. Finally, when he could be silent no longer, he offered up a question, speaking it as meekly as he could. "Father, when will the wedding take place?" He really meant, how much time did he have as a bachelor? How much time did he have with Epiphron? Did she already know? He could barely breathe, but on the outside he worked hard to appear as calm and placid as always, though is tail fidgeted every now and then.

"speeeeech"

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