Can't Cover Up What You've Done

*Eniko* · (This post was last modified: 01-05-2017, 03:38 PM by Evelyn.)

Hold on tight, this ride is a wild one.

His chin tucked towards his chest slightly as he observed the gray woman, his yellow eyes never leaving her face as she spoke. He hummed softly, he was right to think that she was like one of his sisters. Kind, too kind for their own good at times. If Eniko had not been the gentleman that he was, if he was a wolf with more ill intentions, he would have her cornered her here in this tight den. An escape would be impossible to do quickly, she would face her death in here or fall instead. He swallowed at the thought, a sad note in his gaze as a sigh passed in the air between him. The spotted male shuffled closer to her slightly, unsure of how to word himself without accidentally wounding her pride. It was something he had shared with his younger sister as well, and he found that he could not keep it inside any longer. "You have a kind heart, Miss Zuriel, perhaps too kind for your own good. Be careful with those you seek to help, not everyone walks around with their heart on their sleeve. Look around us, at the situation that you have gotten yourself in. What if it was my plan all along to single you out like this, what if I sought to seek you harm? You'd be trapped, and I would hate to see something like that happen to you." While they were hardly more than strangers, she reminded him so much of Callisha that he couldn't help himself. Obviously he wasn't going to hurt her, but maybe his words were. He had watched his sister spiral into darkness after she helped the wrong man, after he took advantage of her and defiled the princess. Thankfully she had not been in heat, bastard babies were not taken well in his kingdom. They would have been slain, even though Callisha was the daughter of the king. She would have been sent away to hide the pregnancy, not seen until the lives of the pups were taken by her guard.

He looked out at the rain as the painful memory filled him, his chest contracting as a soft breath hissed from his weak lungs. He smiled ever so slightly as she spoke about having an 'I owe you', it was a power that could be dangerous in the wrong hands. To have a favor owed from the prince put you in rather high regards. He had been taught to avoid them at all costs, to make sure that all deeds went with some sort of payment. As he watched the weather whistling outside of their safe spot, he glanced at the woman out of the corner of his right eye. He could tell that she was too gentle a soul to pin the favor against him, but he still found it difficult to agree to her terms. Once something was nailed into you at that young of an age, it was almost painful to go against them. His outward appearance showed nothing of his inner struggles, but it had been silent for nearly a minute now.

"Alright, Miss Zuriel. I can agree to your terms if you agree to not hold it against me," There was a hint of a jest in his tone, something so rare for the stoic, royal man. A soft chuckle followed, his face turning to fully look at the dame again. "You remind me so much of my sister, it's uncanny. It's nice to feel familiar with someone in these strange lands. Once again I must thank you, Lady Zuriel."

Make no mistake, the day will come when you can't cover up what you've done.

"SPEAK"

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