A Matter of Necessity
03-21-2014, 04:19 PM
Pregnant, she's pregnant. But who's the father? Instinctively his eyes drifted around him, looking for a male who was either elated at the prospect of being a father, or shrinking into the shadows in light of his mistake. It didn't seem as if this were a planned thing, and so he suspected he was probably looking for the latter sort of male. The Knight stiffened slightly, but noted no one looking much out of the ordinary. A low growl bubbled in his chest, but he quickly reminded himself of an important fact. She isn't yours to get upset over. It was then that his ears caught a most interesting line about her lack of a King. It seemed the male who'd impregnated her was nothing special or she would have named him King. He must be a rogue, or someone not present in this meeting. The faintest of smiles flickered across his lips. Then came an explanation of a tourney to be held. He relaxed ever so slightly, demeanor shifting to excitement rather than frustration. "Aye, might it be wise for the Knights to stretch our muscles and spar a bit? I wouldn't mind organizing such an event if anyone is interested in preparing for the tourney." He paused, another idea coming to mind. "We could hunt as well, we'll need an extra stock of food if we're to be ready to receive guests." Perhaps he was an overachiever, but it never really crossed his mind to think of himself that way. He only wanted this to go well, and to do what he could for Raisa. In a sense these were the beginning of many, many efforts to prove himself - and to achieve his ultimate goal. "Talk" "You" Think |