i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
He might have been amused had he known the truth of just how many ways they are connected to one another. But for all his illustrious family history, Reave had yet to come close to living up such a well of potential. He could not yet begin to trace the lines of their many tethers beyond the obvious.
But for him, for now, the obvious is enough.
Her brilliance is wasted on him however. Despite his youth, he had always known the world is so much more than a lovely face. Hers is undoubtedly lovely, but even if they were not already related, he would be far more interested in what lay beneath it. Beauty grew boring very quickly while wit, curiosity, and humor did not. Perhaps as he grew older he might find himself more drawn to pretty faces, but today is not that day.
His grin widens when she asks after her reputation, and Reave can’t seem to help himself when he quickly replies, “Oh yes, Mother has told me so much.”
Maybe not as much as he implied, but unless she could read minds, who was to say otherwise?
Just as she takes a step forward, so too does he. He shifts to the side slightly, keeping her in his sights as he studies her with an open curiosity. His name on her lips stirs only a slight flick of his ears in response, though his eyes gleam a shade brighter. Before he can reply however, the eagle that had been circling overhead drops from the sky, claws extended and wings flared wide as he alights near the lee of a large, bare branch. The sharp golden eyes fix on Aela in an eerily similar way to his youthful companions, bold and focused.
He doesn’t quite recognize the confidence she had threaded with nearly imperceptible fingers, but then, if there is anything Reave had never been lacking in, it is that. It’s possible he holds his head a little higher, his ears slightly more attentive, but then, he frequently holds himself this way. It would be difficult to discern a difference.
“And just what are we celebrating?” he asks once the bird has settled, sly gaze curiously unreadable despite the growing humor in his tone. But truthfully, he just has to know if they are on the same page. Despite his many talents, mind-reading is not one of them.
reave
@[Aela]