Heretic Pride
11-20-2018, 06:55 PM
Rhyme hadn’t expected a history lesson of his own, but as Tyranis offered him his past Rhyme would politely listen. His ears were perked as the Praetor explained himself. He didn’t seem to remember Abaven with particular fondness, a fact Rhyme thought best stowed away for a later date. He would go on after a long sigh, Rhyme patiently awaiting his next words as he admitted to the resentment Rhyme had thought he heard in his voice. The Imperialis tilted his head slightly as he listened, not completely sure why the man was opening up but certainly not complaining. He had plans to create his own pack, and Rhyme felt himself hoping Tyranis succeeded, especially after he mentioned they were not to be enemies. He didn’t particularly wish to push his luck, and wondered if they should just leave their relationship at that. Shaye’s words rung in his mind as well, don’t make promises. "I hope you succeed in your task." He offered genuinely. "When that day comes we shall speak politics again." No promises, but the flower of a relationship, if Tyranis wished it so. |
