Date night

♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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she brought out in him a romantic; but Érebos had always been tender to his close ones. selective with his display and often times, taking it seriously when choosing to show vulnerability of any kind. he kept his walls high.. but medusa seemingly went through each and every one of them. would their children do the same? a part of him unsure how good of a father he'd be.. remember his own father to be stern, strict, critical and intense yet in the wee hours of the night-, Érebos could hear his father make his mother laugh. a laugh she never did unless they were alone.. how did Cassius get through such a dangerous wall? and what did this all mean for Érebos? "Is it too much..?" he asked, brows pressing forward as concern washed over him for a moment, ears spaying. her words mattered to him greatly; whether she approved of it or not would determine the mood he'd have for the rest of the night ahead.

sighing, he listened.. remembering she hadn't ever done things like this before. right. "You look beautiful." smooth recovery-, he smiled. eyes looking her over and noticing the change of scent and care she put into herself. refreshing his senses, he admired her. "I wanted to bring you out here tonight to.. discuss the marriage ceremony. If.. that's still what you wanted." he spoke with a deep, accented voice. there needed to be other things discussed as well.

"But I wanted to make you more aware about my family and our traditions." he admitted, shifting his weight as he remained seated, and relaxed for the most part. "The dunamis go far back, before me. I am not the original patriarch and I would lose my power the moment they'd step in boreas. We live by a strict family code, loyal and bonded by blood then duty to one another. as of recently, knowing about your aversions to some of the acts my family may be known for.. I wanted to clarify." Érebos was a sober minded brute. and whether one wanted to admit it or not, Érebos was right to take matters like marriage and children so seriously. All dunamis did. "We are not good wolves. We never have been. We cull defected puppies that would've slowed us down as a whole, we enslave offenders, and we are known to be devious in our game of thrones." his raspy voice spoke. "However so, we believe there are always two sides to a coin. to cull off deformed pups would mean saving it from a poor quality of life it would've had-, and to enslave offenders would not only keep them off the main streets of town but prevent things like this from becoming the norm for my family & I." he took a moment to let it sink in before continuing. "While I sympathize with you love, I cannot turn my back on our traditions for you." he exhaled sharply before adding on, "But I can keep them out of your sight." he offered a compromise, to show her some respect for the past she had. the dunamis were usually a very logical, practical bunch. Érebos was no different.


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