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Adrestus didn’t mind running errands, it got him away from the thoughts about the future, and responsibilities. Two things he dreaded the most. So he went to the marketplace in Athenia to grab some food and other things his family needed in order to simply get away for a while. He felt like his father was going to speak with him soon, and the whole thing had him terrified. Adrestus breathed softly in and out as he went from one merchant to the next. He couldn’t stop thinking about how hard he had worked to build up his business as a sailor, to buy his ship, to keep his contracts… He just couldn’t see himself giving that all away just to be baron. The Nikolaos man ran his hand through his hair as he made his way through the crowd, carrying a half-full bag of things.
The sun was shining through clouds that were scattered along the sky, and below the marketplace remained quiet peaceful. There were whispers of the political chaos, and nothing had yet been fixed in Athenia, but… it was at least a normal day. He went towards another vender, and saw a familiar face in the crowd. He didn’t know much about her, and when he had been growing up in Athenia, they had barely been aquantences, but Adrestus reached his arm up for a wave all the same. Since he had been back, the nobleman had taken upon himself to reconnect with old connections, and try to make new ones. Now that he was thinking of the future… more connections would help that now more then ever. He moved closer towards the royal, and gave her a smile. “It’s a nice day, isn’t it?” He asked her in a friendly manner. “You may not remember me….that’s alright if you do not. I haven’t really been in Athenia much for a long time…” perhaps she remembered him, but he wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t. He faintly remembered that Sofia was friends with Marietta, however. “Have you been well?”
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Adrestus didn’t mind running errands, it got him away from the thoughts about the future, and responsibilities. Two things he dreaded the most. So he went to the marketplace in Athenia to grab some food and other things his family needed in order to simply get away for a while. He felt like his father was going to speak with him soon, and the whole thing had him terrified. Adrestus breathed softly in and out as he went from one merchant to the next. He couldn’t stop thinking about how hard he had worked to build up his business as a sailor, to buy his ship, to keep his contracts… He just couldn’t see himself giving that all away just to be baron. The Nikolaos man ran his hand through his hair as he made his way through the crowd, carrying a half-full bag of things.
The sun was shining through clouds that were scattered along the sky, and below the marketplace remained quiet peaceful. There were whispers of the political chaos, and nothing had yet been fixed in Athenia, but… it was at least a normal day. He went towards another vender, and saw a familiar face in the crowd. He didn’t know much about her, and when he had been growing up in Athenia, they had barely been aquantences, but Adrestus reached his arm up for a wave all the same. Since he had been back, the nobleman had taken upon himself to reconnect with old connections, and try to make new ones. Now that he was thinking of the future… more connections would help that now more then ever. He moved closer towards the royal, and gave her a smile. “It’s a nice day, isn’t it?” He asked her in a friendly manner. “You may not remember me….that’s alright if you do not. I haven’t really been in Athenia much for a long time…” perhaps she remembered him, but he wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t. He faintly remembered that Sofia was friends with Marietta, however. “Have you been well?”
Adrestus didn’t mind running errands, it got him away from the thoughts about the future, and responsibilities. Two things he dreaded the most. So he went to the marketplace in Athenia to grab some food and other things his family needed in order to simply get away for a while. He felt like his father was going to speak with him soon, and the whole thing had him terrified. Adrestus breathed softly in and out as he went from one merchant to the next. He couldn’t stop thinking about how hard he had worked to build up his business as a sailor, to buy his ship, to keep his contracts… He just couldn’t see himself giving that all away just to be baron. The Nikolaos man ran his hand through his hair as he made his way through the crowd, carrying a half-full bag of things.
The sun was shining through clouds that were scattered along the sky, and below the marketplace remained quiet peaceful. There were whispers of the political chaos, and nothing had yet been fixed in Athenia, but… it was at least a normal day. He went towards another vender, and saw a familiar face in the crowd. He didn’t know much about her, and when he had been growing up in Athenia, they had barely been aquantences, but Adrestus reached his arm up for a wave all the same. Since he had been back, the nobleman had taken upon himself to reconnect with old connections, and try to make new ones. Now that he was thinking of the future… more connections would help that now more then ever. He moved closer towards the royal, and gave her a smile. “It’s a nice day, isn’t it?” He asked her in a friendly manner. “You may not remember me….that’s alright if you do not. I haven’t really been in Athenia much for a long time…” perhaps she remembered him, but he wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t. He faintly remembered that Sofia was friends with Marietta, however. “Have you been well?”
Sofia liked exploring. There were few places she could venture by herself, though, so she often spent time in the marketplace, perusing the colorful stalls and listening to the bustling gossip of the commoners. It gave her something to do, at the very least. In less than an hour she had already heard the latest drama about Thyrsos the cloth merchant and his encounters with Haemon the horse merchant’s wife. It all sounded so quaint. Sofia smiled softly to herself, running a hand over a particularly smooth-looking piece of fabric and tilting an ear towards the gossipers to hear more. Ah, to have the romantic freedoms of a commoner, to be able to do more or less whatever one wanted. Though, of course, the peasants had none of the luxuries she herself enjoyed. And these days they likely fell asleep with empty stomachs. But they could go anywhere, say anything. They rarely had to observe the formalities she was tied to when speaking. That was a luxury Sofia would never be afforded.
Taking a deep breath, the young woman turned her eyes skyward, taking in the bright sky and fluffy, free clouds. She came here to be free too, not to envy peasants. So Sofia fortified her smile and handed a few coins to the merchant, folding the small, fantastically blue piece of fabric away into her bag. Where to next? There was nothing she was particularly in need of, besides entertainment. By a stroke of luck, it was then that she was approached by a tall blonde man, dressed like a sailor, though a well-off one. Directing her smile towards him, she nodded her head in greeting, trying to place his face before he began to speak. He was handsome, though that scarcely narrowed it down. “It is a nice day indeed,” she said amiably, eyebrows arching ever-so-slightly. A distant memory had stirred at the sound of his voice, a round of introductions when she was half her current age or so… but Sofia could not recall his name. The pleasant smile never left her face; even if he had mistaken her for someone he used to know better, this was an opportunity to hear stories of a noble sailor’s adventures elsewhere. A rare chance indeed. “I’ve been quite well, thank you. I hope the world has treated you kindly, as well.” Meaningless pleasantries while she still did not know his identity, but she did not mind looking at a handsome face for longer than necessary. And it was not as though she had somewhere better to be.
She stared at the man a moment longer before finally relenting, “Forgive me, I do remember meeting you many years ago, but I’m afraid I have forgotten your name.” Small talk was never Sofia’s specialty. Once they were properly acquainted, she could thoroughly investigate his travels, which must be promising indeed if he had been gone for all these years. “What adventures took you away, and what business has brought you back, if I may ask?”
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Sofia liked exploring. There were few places she could venture by herself, though, so she often spent time in the marketplace, perusing the colorful stalls and listening to the bustling gossip of the commoners. It gave her something to do, at the very least. In less than an hour she had already heard the latest drama about Thyrsos the cloth merchant and his encounters with Haemon the horse merchant’s wife. It all sounded so quaint. Sofia smiled softly to herself, running a hand over a particularly smooth-looking piece of fabric and tilting an ear towards the gossipers to hear more. Ah, to have the romantic freedoms of a commoner, to be able to do more or less whatever one wanted. Though, of course, the peasants had none of the luxuries she herself enjoyed. And these days they likely fell asleep with empty stomachs. But they could go anywhere, say anything. They rarely had to observe the formalities she was tied to when speaking. That was a luxury Sofia would never be afforded.
Taking a deep breath, the young woman turned her eyes skyward, taking in the bright sky and fluffy, free clouds. She came here to be free too, not to envy peasants. So Sofia fortified her smile and handed a few coins to the merchant, folding the small, fantastically blue piece of fabric away into her bag. Where to next? There was nothing she was particularly in need of, besides entertainment. By a stroke of luck, it was then that she was approached by a tall blonde man, dressed like a sailor, though a well-off one. Directing her smile towards him, she nodded her head in greeting, trying to place his face before he began to speak. He was handsome, though that scarcely narrowed it down. “It is a nice day indeed,” she said amiably, eyebrows arching ever-so-slightly. A distant memory had stirred at the sound of his voice, a round of introductions when she was half her current age or so… but Sofia could not recall his name. The pleasant smile never left her face; even if he had mistaken her for someone he used to know better, this was an opportunity to hear stories of a noble sailor’s adventures elsewhere. A rare chance indeed. “I’ve been quite well, thank you. I hope the world has treated you kindly, as well.” Meaningless pleasantries while she still did not know his identity, but she did not mind looking at a handsome face for longer than necessary. And it was not as though she had somewhere better to be.
She stared at the man a moment longer before finally relenting, “Forgive me, I do remember meeting you many years ago, but I’m afraid I have forgotten your name.” Small talk was never Sofia’s specialty. Once they were properly acquainted, she could thoroughly investigate his travels, which must be promising indeed if he had been gone for all these years. “What adventures took you away, and what business has brought you back, if I may ask?”
Sofia liked exploring. There were few places she could venture by herself, though, so she often spent time in the marketplace, perusing the colorful stalls and listening to the bustling gossip of the commoners. It gave her something to do, at the very least. In less than an hour she had already heard the latest drama about Thyrsos the cloth merchant and his encounters with Haemon the horse merchant’s wife. It all sounded so quaint. Sofia smiled softly to herself, running a hand over a particularly smooth-looking piece of fabric and tilting an ear towards the gossipers to hear more. Ah, to have the romantic freedoms of a commoner, to be able to do more or less whatever one wanted. Though, of course, the peasants had none of the luxuries she herself enjoyed. And these days they likely fell asleep with empty stomachs. But they could go anywhere, say anything. They rarely had to observe the formalities she was tied to when speaking. That was a luxury Sofia would never be afforded.
Taking a deep breath, the young woman turned her eyes skyward, taking in the bright sky and fluffy, free clouds. She came here to be free too, not to envy peasants. So Sofia fortified her smile and handed a few coins to the merchant, folding the small, fantastically blue piece of fabric away into her bag. Where to next? There was nothing she was particularly in need of, besides entertainment. By a stroke of luck, it was then that she was approached by a tall blonde man, dressed like a sailor, though a well-off one. Directing her smile towards him, she nodded her head in greeting, trying to place his face before he began to speak. He was handsome, though that scarcely narrowed it down. “It is a nice day indeed,” she said amiably, eyebrows arching ever-so-slightly. A distant memory had stirred at the sound of his voice, a round of introductions when she was half her current age or so… but Sofia could not recall his name. The pleasant smile never left her face; even if he had mistaken her for someone he used to know better, this was an opportunity to hear stories of a noble sailor’s adventures elsewhere. A rare chance indeed. “I’ve been quite well, thank you. I hope the world has treated you kindly, as well.” Meaningless pleasantries while she still did not know his identity, but she did not mind looking at a handsome face for longer than necessary. And it was not as though she had somewhere better to be.
She stared at the man a moment longer before finally relenting, “Forgive me, I do remember meeting you many years ago, but I’m afraid I have forgotten your name.” Small talk was never Sofia’s specialty. Once they were properly acquainted, she could thoroughly investigate his travels, which must be promising indeed if he had been gone for all these years. “What adventures took you away, and what business has brought you back, if I may ask?”
Adrestus had picked a great day to go out to the market, and he was delighted with his choice to do so. The air was calm and peaceful, and Adre’s stance was cheerful. He took his time as he moved from one vendor to the next, speaking and conversing in a friendly manner. He wasn’t expecting to see really anyone he would recognize, but at the same time he wasn’t going to be surprised by it. Athenia was his home, and although he had been away from it long, he had spent all of his childhood in the kingdom. He knew many, many nobles and royals alike. He hadn’t reunited with all of them, as he had just fully arrived in Athenia, but in due time he knew he would. Moments passed, and, while still wandering the market, he recognized a face from long ago. Sofia of Marikas. She was a little bit older than him, but not too much older.
He smiled as she responded, straightening himself so that he could focus on her, and not anyone else. No one else was too interesting compared to a royal. He bowed his head just slightly as her kind words entered his ears, and Adrestus smiled brightly. “Thank you, it has; I am glad to hear that you have been well yourself,” He spoke, before listening to her next words. He nodded, figuring as much. “Of course, my name is Adrestus of Nikolaos. Also, I have to say, you look very lovely today.” He didn’t mean the compliment as a side flirt, but he did mean his words. In addition, he was sure she’d recognize the name immediately. He was only a noble, but he was sure that his absence had been known in court. He was his father’s heir, and he’d been skipping out on his noble duties all these years due to his parents spoiling him. But this was the very reason he was back- to take on the roll that he was born into. He nodded once more at her request.
“I’d love to answer that, Lady Sofia, though it is a very long story.” Adrestus let out a chuckle, before looking for a place that they could move to so that they could talk without being in the way of commoners. “Come with me, please.” He asked, before turning his body and walking in the direction of his destination. It wasn’t too far away, but it was just enough to where they wouldn’t be bothered. “I’ve been to multiple kingdoms, some close by, some incredibly far away.” He flashed back to Bedoa, the desert land before blinking over towards Sofia. “I came back under my father’s request, I’m planning to stay for a long time now. Marietta of Antonis actually welcomed me back. You both are friends, aren’t you?” He only assumed. He didn’t know the dynamics of Athenia just yet, but he knew he would eventually. “But anyways, yes, I’ve seen many things on my travels.” He grinned. “It is good to be back home, however.” Well, not quite, but he felt as if he was negative in Sofia’s presence she’d get bored of him.
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Adrestus had picked a great day to go out to the market, and he was delighted with his choice to do so. The air was calm and peaceful, and Adre’s stance was cheerful. He took his time as he moved from one vendor to the next, speaking and conversing in a friendly manner. He wasn’t expecting to see really anyone he would recognize, but at the same time he wasn’t going to be surprised by it. Athenia was his home, and although he had been away from it long, he had spent all of his childhood in the kingdom. He knew many, many nobles and royals alike. He hadn’t reunited with all of them, as he had just fully arrived in Athenia, but in due time he knew he would. Moments passed, and, while still wandering the market, he recognized a face from long ago. Sofia of Marikas. She was a little bit older than him, but not too much older.
He smiled as she responded, straightening himself so that he could focus on her, and not anyone else. No one else was too interesting compared to a royal. He bowed his head just slightly as her kind words entered his ears, and Adrestus smiled brightly. “Thank you, it has; I am glad to hear that you have been well yourself,” He spoke, before listening to her next words. He nodded, figuring as much. “Of course, my name is Adrestus of Nikolaos. Also, I have to say, you look very lovely today.” He didn’t mean the compliment as a side flirt, but he did mean his words. In addition, he was sure she’d recognize the name immediately. He was only a noble, but he was sure that his absence had been known in court. He was his father’s heir, and he’d been skipping out on his noble duties all these years due to his parents spoiling him. But this was the very reason he was back- to take on the roll that he was born into. He nodded once more at her request.
“I’d love to answer that, Lady Sofia, though it is a very long story.” Adrestus let out a chuckle, before looking for a place that they could move to so that they could talk without being in the way of commoners. “Come with me, please.” He asked, before turning his body and walking in the direction of his destination. It wasn’t too far away, but it was just enough to where they wouldn’t be bothered. “I’ve been to multiple kingdoms, some close by, some incredibly far away.” He flashed back to Bedoa, the desert land before blinking over towards Sofia. “I came back under my father’s request, I’m planning to stay for a long time now. Marietta of Antonis actually welcomed me back. You both are friends, aren’t you?” He only assumed. He didn’t know the dynamics of Athenia just yet, but he knew he would eventually. “But anyways, yes, I’ve seen many things on my travels.” He grinned. “It is good to be back home, however.” Well, not quite, but he felt as if he was negative in Sofia’s presence she’d get bored of him.
Adrestus had picked a great day to go out to the market, and he was delighted with his choice to do so. The air was calm and peaceful, and Adre’s stance was cheerful. He took his time as he moved from one vendor to the next, speaking and conversing in a friendly manner. He wasn’t expecting to see really anyone he would recognize, but at the same time he wasn’t going to be surprised by it. Athenia was his home, and although he had been away from it long, he had spent all of his childhood in the kingdom. He knew many, many nobles and royals alike. He hadn’t reunited with all of them, as he had just fully arrived in Athenia, but in due time he knew he would. Moments passed, and, while still wandering the market, he recognized a face from long ago. Sofia of Marikas. She was a little bit older than him, but not too much older.
He smiled as she responded, straightening himself so that he could focus on her, and not anyone else. No one else was too interesting compared to a royal. He bowed his head just slightly as her kind words entered his ears, and Adrestus smiled brightly. “Thank you, it has; I am glad to hear that you have been well yourself,” He spoke, before listening to her next words. He nodded, figuring as much. “Of course, my name is Adrestus of Nikolaos. Also, I have to say, you look very lovely today.” He didn’t mean the compliment as a side flirt, but he did mean his words. In addition, he was sure she’d recognize the name immediately. He was only a noble, but he was sure that his absence had been known in court. He was his father’s heir, and he’d been skipping out on his noble duties all these years due to his parents spoiling him. But this was the very reason he was back- to take on the roll that he was born into. He nodded once more at her request.
“I’d love to answer that, Lady Sofia, though it is a very long story.” Adrestus let out a chuckle, before looking for a place that they could move to so that they could talk without being in the way of commoners. “Come with me, please.” He asked, before turning his body and walking in the direction of his destination. It wasn’t too far away, but it was just enough to where they wouldn’t be bothered. “I’ve been to multiple kingdoms, some close by, some incredibly far away.” He flashed back to Bedoa, the desert land before blinking over towards Sofia. “I came back under my father’s request, I’m planning to stay for a long time now. Marietta of Antonis actually welcomed me back. You both are friends, aren’t you?” He only assumed. He didn’t know the dynamics of Athenia just yet, but he knew he would eventually. “But anyways, yes, I’ve seen many things on my travels.” He grinned. “It is good to be back home, however.” Well, not quite, but he felt as if he was negative in Sofia’s presence she’d get bored of him.
Being both spontaneous and resourceful, Sofia either picked up on the smallest of details or she leapt into situations blindly—there was rarely a middle ground. This time, her day was moving slowly, so she was on watch for anything of interest. The man before her was both cheerful and attentive, facts that were far from lost on the royal woman. He was focused solely on her and she could not say she minded the attention. Adrestus. Sofia turned the name over and over in her mind, committing it to memory this time. Of course she remembered him. There had been a rather large fuss when he had departed court and her ears had perked up at the gossip for once. It had been clear, even years ago, that he was off on adventures she could only dream of; she had sullenly envied him that freedom. Well, now, at least, she could pick his brains.
Smiling wryly at the compliment, she dipped her head in acknowledgment, “Of course, Lord Adrestus. Fear not, I won’t forget again.” She clasped her hands loosely together in front of her as he led her away from the market stall, listening attentively. At the mere mention of the numerous kingdoms he’d seen, her heart began to flutter faintly with excitement. At last, a truly accessible adventurer who seemed kind and willing enough to indulge her interest. “I’ve got plenty of time,” she murmured. And indeed, so did he, it would seem, if he had been called back at the behest of his noble father. Her ears perked up even further at the mention of Marietta; if Adrestus had met her best friend, perhaps they could compare stories later and Sofia could grow her collection even further. Perhaps he would encourage and inspire her friend with his stories—Marietta did love the sea.
“She is my dearest friend, yes,” she smiled again, glancing sideways at the man. Where had she been during this welcoming? It mattered not. “Welcome back, regardless.” She wasn’t paying much attention to where they were going; they were staying within the general area of the marketplace but the hubbub was getting quieter. Good. She needed to focus. Sometimes, Sofia was aware that she could scare people away when on an adrenaline warpath. Her intensity and curiosity were rarely matched, though often piqued, so when opportunities like this came along she knew she ought to keep the fire contained. Slowing her pace slightly to look the man in the eyes, she tried to soften the excitement in her own, “What’s the most surprising thing you’ve seen?” She was fearful of overstepping. Adrestus, though obviously brave to travel so far from home, seemed to her in all his easy-going, gentle charm, like he might be easily intimidated. And there was only momentary fun in that.
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Being both spontaneous and resourceful, Sofia either picked up on the smallest of details or she leapt into situations blindly—there was rarely a middle ground. This time, her day was moving slowly, so she was on watch for anything of interest. The man before her was both cheerful and attentive, facts that were far from lost on the royal woman. He was focused solely on her and she could not say she minded the attention. Adrestus. Sofia turned the name over and over in her mind, committing it to memory this time. Of course she remembered him. There had been a rather large fuss when he had departed court and her ears had perked up at the gossip for once. It had been clear, even years ago, that he was off on adventures she could only dream of; she had sullenly envied him that freedom. Well, now, at least, she could pick his brains.
Smiling wryly at the compliment, she dipped her head in acknowledgment, “Of course, Lord Adrestus. Fear not, I won’t forget again.” She clasped her hands loosely together in front of her as he led her away from the market stall, listening attentively. At the mere mention of the numerous kingdoms he’d seen, her heart began to flutter faintly with excitement. At last, a truly accessible adventurer who seemed kind and willing enough to indulge her interest. “I’ve got plenty of time,” she murmured. And indeed, so did he, it would seem, if he had been called back at the behest of his noble father. Her ears perked up even further at the mention of Marietta; if Adrestus had met her best friend, perhaps they could compare stories later and Sofia could grow her collection even further. Perhaps he would encourage and inspire her friend with his stories—Marietta did love the sea.
“She is my dearest friend, yes,” she smiled again, glancing sideways at the man. Where had she been during this welcoming? It mattered not. “Welcome back, regardless.” She wasn’t paying much attention to where they were going; they were staying within the general area of the marketplace but the hubbub was getting quieter. Good. She needed to focus. Sometimes, Sofia was aware that she could scare people away when on an adrenaline warpath. Her intensity and curiosity were rarely matched, though often piqued, so when opportunities like this came along she knew she ought to keep the fire contained. Slowing her pace slightly to look the man in the eyes, she tried to soften the excitement in her own, “What’s the most surprising thing you’ve seen?” She was fearful of overstepping. Adrestus, though obviously brave to travel so far from home, seemed to her in all his easy-going, gentle charm, like he might be easily intimidated. And there was only momentary fun in that.
Being both spontaneous and resourceful, Sofia either picked up on the smallest of details or she leapt into situations blindly—there was rarely a middle ground. This time, her day was moving slowly, so she was on watch for anything of interest. The man before her was both cheerful and attentive, facts that were far from lost on the royal woman. He was focused solely on her and she could not say she minded the attention. Adrestus. Sofia turned the name over and over in her mind, committing it to memory this time. Of course she remembered him. There had been a rather large fuss when he had departed court and her ears had perked up at the gossip for once. It had been clear, even years ago, that he was off on adventures she could only dream of; she had sullenly envied him that freedom. Well, now, at least, she could pick his brains.
Smiling wryly at the compliment, she dipped her head in acknowledgment, “Of course, Lord Adrestus. Fear not, I won’t forget again.” She clasped her hands loosely together in front of her as he led her away from the market stall, listening attentively. At the mere mention of the numerous kingdoms he’d seen, her heart began to flutter faintly with excitement. At last, a truly accessible adventurer who seemed kind and willing enough to indulge her interest. “I’ve got plenty of time,” she murmured. And indeed, so did he, it would seem, if he had been called back at the behest of his noble father. Her ears perked up even further at the mention of Marietta; if Adrestus had met her best friend, perhaps they could compare stories later and Sofia could grow her collection even further. Perhaps he would encourage and inspire her friend with his stories—Marietta did love the sea.
“She is my dearest friend, yes,” she smiled again, glancing sideways at the man. Where had she been during this welcoming? It mattered not. “Welcome back, regardless.” She wasn’t paying much attention to where they were going; they were staying within the general area of the marketplace but the hubbub was getting quieter. Good. She needed to focus. Sometimes, Sofia was aware that she could scare people away when on an adrenaline warpath. Her intensity and curiosity were rarely matched, though often piqued, so when opportunities like this came along she knew she ought to keep the fire contained. Slowing her pace slightly to look the man in the eyes, she tried to soften the excitement in her own, “What’s the most surprising thing you’ve seen?” She was fearful of overstepping. Adrestus, though obviously brave to travel so far from home, seemed to her in all his easy-going, gentle charm, like he might be easily intimidated. And there was only momentary fun in that.
Adrestus smiled over at the royal with friendliness and ease. They both had grown over the years, and while they hadn’t been close at all compared to some of his friends from Athenia, he still knew of her. He also knew that she was probably still close to Marietta, too, who had had recently had his eyes on. Ever since Marietta’s welcome, his feelings for her changed. He wanted to be more than friends with the Antonis girl. He smiled as she said that she wouldn’t forget his name. “Perfect, because I plan on staying here longer this time, and much more present.” He had a lot of friends around- including royals, and including Elias. Adrestus got around to various people, just because he was extremely social and he was very good at that. It helped that he had strong childhood friendships, which made his network even broader.
He nodded when she stated she had a lot of time. This was good news because it allowed them to catch up. He asked if Sofia was friends with Marietta- he had a feeling they were, and he smiled when he was correct. “Marietta is wonderful, isn’t she?” Adrestus commented softly. He wanted to see how she would react to him saying something about her. He assumed that there would be no problems. “Thank you for your welcome Lady Sofia, I appreciate it.” His voice was genuine and there was a pinch of happiness too. Even though he could tell a lot of things had happened while he had been away… reconnecting with ones he had left behind brought him joy, at least the ones that were positive. It was true that he had been around to all of the kingdoms, however, and he had seen many places, people and cultures. He himself believed he had learned a lot more than he could have if he had stayed home. He paused for a moment before replying to her question.
“I think the most surprising thing was that some people don’t like us Greeks at all.” Adrestus shrugged. “I mean, I know there have been wars in the past, but it’s different when you have to hide where you are from because someone could kill you.” He was thinking about Egypt, and Judea. Both kingdoms were not particularly welcoming to outsiders. Bedoa was even wary. “You, however, are pretty enough to where I don’t think it would be an issue. I have doubts that you would have had to hide.” His voice remained as if he was only stating facts, and his body language stayed firm. He wasn’t flirting, he believed the words to be true though. Plus, he didn’t know if she was playful and he didn’t want to cross a line. He hadn’t been as close to her as Marietta had been to him.
“Some kingdoms even pray to fake gods. Can you believe that?” Adrestus shook his head in frustration.
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Adrestus smiled over at the royal with friendliness and ease. They both had grown over the years, and while they hadn’t been close at all compared to some of his friends from Athenia, he still knew of her. He also knew that she was probably still close to Marietta, too, who had had recently had his eyes on. Ever since Marietta’s welcome, his feelings for her changed. He wanted to be more than friends with the Antonis girl. He smiled as she said that she wouldn’t forget his name. “Perfect, because I plan on staying here longer this time, and much more present.” He had a lot of friends around- including royals, and including Elias. Adrestus got around to various people, just because he was extremely social and he was very good at that. It helped that he had strong childhood friendships, which made his network even broader.
He nodded when she stated she had a lot of time. This was good news because it allowed them to catch up. He asked if Sofia was friends with Marietta- he had a feeling they were, and he smiled when he was correct. “Marietta is wonderful, isn’t she?” Adrestus commented softly. He wanted to see how she would react to him saying something about her. He assumed that there would be no problems. “Thank you for your welcome Lady Sofia, I appreciate it.” His voice was genuine and there was a pinch of happiness too. Even though he could tell a lot of things had happened while he had been away… reconnecting with ones he had left behind brought him joy, at least the ones that were positive. It was true that he had been around to all of the kingdoms, however, and he had seen many places, people and cultures. He himself believed he had learned a lot more than he could have if he had stayed home. He paused for a moment before replying to her question.
“I think the most surprising thing was that some people don’t like us Greeks at all.” Adrestus shrugged. “I mean, I know there have been wars in the past, but it’s different when you have to hide where you are from because someone could kill you.” He was thinking about Egypt, and Judea. Both kingdoms were not particularly welcoming to outsiders. Bedoa was even wary. “You, however, are pretty enough to where I don’t think it would be an issue. I have doubts that you would have had to hide.” His voice remained as if he was only stating facts, and his body language stayed firm. He wasn’t flirting, he believed the words to be true though. Plus, he didn’t know if she was playful and he didn’t want to cross a line. He hadn’t been as close to her as Marietta had been to him.
“Some kingdoms even pray to fake gods. Can you believe that?” Adrestus shook his head in frustration.
Adrestus smiled over at the royal with friendliness and ease. They both had grown over the years, and while they hadn’t been close at all compared to some of his friends from Athenia, he still knew of her. He also knew that she was probably still close to Marietta, too, who had had recently had his eyes on. Ever since Marietta’s welcome, his feelings for her changed. He wanted to be more than friends with the Antonis girl. He smiled as she said that she wouldn’t forget his name. “Perfect, because I plan on staying here longer this time, and much more present.” He had a lot of friends around- including royals, and including Elias. Adrestus got around to various people, just because he was extremely social and he was very good at that. It helped that he had strong childhood friendships, which made his network even broader.
He nodded when she stated she had a lot of time. This was good news because it allowed them to catch up. He asked if Sofia was friends with Marietta- he had a feeling they were, and he smiled when he was correct. “Marietta is wonderful, isn’t she?” Adrestus commented softly. He wanted to see how she would react to him saying something about her. He assumed that there would be no problems. “Thank you for your welcome Lady Sofia, I appreciate it.” His voice was genuine and there was a pinch of happiness too. Even though he could tell a lot of things had happened while he had been away… reconnecting with ones he had left behind brought him joy, at least the ones that were positive. It was true that he had been around to all of the kingdoms, however, and he had seen many places, people and cultures. He himself believed he had learned a lot more than he could have if he had stayed home. He paused for a moment before replying to her question.
“I think the most surprising thing was that some people don’t like us Greeks at all.” Adrestus shrugged. “I mean, I know there have been wars in the past, but it’s different when you have to hide where you are from because someone could kill you.” He was thinking about Egypt, and Judea. Both kingdoms were not particularly welcoming to outsiders. Bedoa was even wary. “You, however, are pretty enough to where I don’t think it would be an issue. I have doubts that you would have had to hide.” His voice remained as if he was only stating facts, and his body language stayed firm. He wasn’t flirting, he believed the words to be true though. Plus, he didn’t know if she was playful and he didn’t want to cross a line. He hadn’t been as close to her as Marietta had been to him.
“Some kingdoms even pray to fake gods. Can you believe that?” Adrestus shook his head in frustration.
“She is wonderful, indeed,” Sofia replied, equally soft, brows arching. Adrestus’ sudden interest in Marietta was noteworthy. Her best friend was beautiful, of course, and smart, and incredibly talented with a paintbrush. But she was also painfully shy, whereas the noble sailor before her seemed to be the opposite. It was a strange matchup, to be sure, but Sofia resolved to keep an eye on the situation. Perhaps she would ask Marietta about Lord Adrestus’s welcome, after all. Marietta must have made quite the impression, and Sofia was itching to know what was said. Inquiring further of Adrestus seemed to be the wrong move at this stage, especially given his willingness to indulge her curiosity regarding his travels.
Thus, the suspicion faded from her pale green eyes as quickly as it had appeared, giving way to warmth and excitement once more. His answer was surprising, though. Sofia knew, of course, of the wars between Greece and far away nations, as Adrestus said, but it was shocking to think that a friendly stranger would be at risk of death just for exploring. Then again, it wouldn’t surprise her to learn that the nobleman had a more serious side. Perhaps there were squabbles and nuances with foreigners to take into account. “That sounds rather frightening, indeed,” she agreed, still rather lost in imagination. But then there were more compliments to break the illusion, and she would not be herself if she did not indulge in them. “I thank you for your kind words, Lord Adrestus,” Sofia smiled, eyes sparkling with mischief once more. “Though I must doubt their validity. Surely, if looks mattered to these foreigners you speak of, you would not have had to hide, either?” Flirting was an art, a challenge, and even if there was no romantic intention behind the words, Sofia of Marikas was loathe to turn down a game of potential banter.
Adrestus of Nikolaos, however, did not seem to be flirting. That was perfectly alright, she supposed, wondering more at how he might have interacted with Marietta. If he had spoken kindly in a similar manner to this with her friend, Sofia fiercely hoped that Marietta had not read too far into the situation. It seemed the nobleman was simply that friendly. A puzzlement, indeed. Still, indiscriminate kindness was nice—if potentially frustrating—quality to have in a friend, and Sofia did hope to be friends with the man before her. Interesting people were hard to come by in royal circles, so she did her best to collect them when they came along.
“Well,” she said, turning thoughtful once more as the conversation returned to lands afar, “I suppose it makes sense.” Like every sane Greek, Sofia believed whole-heartedly in the pantheon and their Olympic powers. But foreigners might not have had the chance to learn the truth, leaving them ignorant and blind to the true gods. “If they knew of our gods, I’m sure they would see the falsehood in their own.” Sofia thought it would be fascinating to talk with one of these false god worshippers. Their imaginations must have come up with compelling replacements. “I do hope their ignorant beliefs were not a source of violent conflict. Battles of passion are much more interesting than battles of faith, where one side is so clearly right.” Was it rude to call battles interesting? Perhaps. Sofia was still wary of offending the man before her, but she was torn. Showing her true colors was still important, if Adrestus was to be a friend. “Is Athenia not dreadfully boring after all these widespread adventures? Home is wonderful for a time, I’m sure, but do you not miss the open sea terribly?”
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“She is wonderful, indeed,” Sofia replied, equally soft, brows arching. Adrestus’ sudden interest in Marietta was noteworthy. Her best friend was beautiful, of course, and smart, and incredibly talented with a paintbrush. But she was also painfully shy, whereas the noble sailor before her seemed to be the opposite. It was a strange matchup, to be sure, but Sofia resolved to keep an eye on the situation. Perhaps she would ask Marietta about Lord Adrestus’s welcome, after all. Marietta must have made quite the impression, and Sofia was itching to know what was said. Inquiring further of Adrestus seemed to be the wrong move at this stage, especially given his willingness to indulge her curiosity regarding his travels.
Thus, the suspicion faded from her pale green eyes as quickly as it had appeared, giving way to warmth and excitement once more. His answer was surprising, though. Sofia knew, of course, of the wars between Greece and far away nations, as Adrestus said, but it was shocking to think that a friendly stranger would be at risk of death just for exploring. Then again, it wouldn’t surprise her to learn that the nobleman had a more serious side. Perhaps there were squabbles and nuances with foreigners to take into account. “That sounds rather frightening, indeed,” she agreed, still rather lost in imagination. But then there were more compliments to break the illusion, and she would not be herself if she did not indulge in them. “I thank you for your kind words, Lord Adrestus,” Sofia smiled, eyes sparkling with mischief once more. “Though I must doubt their validity. Surely, if looks mattered to these foreigners you speak of, you would not have had to hide, either?” Flirting was an art, a challenge, and even if there was no romantic intention behind the words, Sofia of Marikas was loathe to turn down a game of potential banter.
Adrestus of Nikolaos, however, did not seem to be flirting. That was perfectly alright, she supposed, wondering more at how he might have interacted with Marietta. If he had spoken kindly in a similar manner to this with her friend, Sofia fiercely hoped that Marietta had not read too far into the situation. It seemed the nobleman was simply that friendly. A puzzlement, indeed. Still, indiscriminate kindness was nice—if potentially frustrating—quality to have in a friend, and Sofia did hope to be friends with the man before her. Interesting people were hard to come by in royal circles, so she did her best to collect them when they came along.
“Well,” she said, turning thoughtful once more as the conversation returned to lands afar, “I suppose it makes sense.” Like every sane Greek, Sofia believed whole-heartedly in the pantheon and their Olympic powers. But foreigners might not have had the chance to learn the truth, leaving them ignorant and blind to the true gods. “If they knew of our gods, I’m sure they would see the falsehood in their own.” Sofia thought it would be fascinating to talk with one of these false god worshippers. Their imaginations must have come up with compelling replacements. “I do hope their ignorant beliefs were not a source of violent conflict. Battles of passion are much more interesting than battles of faith, where one side is so clearly right.” Was it rude to call battles interesting? Perhaps. Sofia was still wary of offending the man before her, but she was torn. Showing her true colors was still important, if Adrestus was to be a friend. “Is Athenia not dreadfully boring after all these widespread adventures? Home is wonderful for a time, I’m sure, but do you not miss the open sea terribly?”
“She is wonderful, indeed,” Sofia replied, equally soft, brows arching. Adrestus’ sudden interest in Marietta was noteworthy. Her best friend was beautiful, of course, and smart, and incredibly talented with a paintbrush. But she was also painfully shy, whereas the noble sailor before her seemed to be the opposite. It was a strange matchup, to be sure, but Sofia resolved to keep an eye on the situation. Perhaps she would ask Marietta about Lord Adrestus’s welcome, after all. Marietta must have made quite the impression, and Sofia was itching to know what was said. Inquiring further of Adrestus seemed to be the wrong move at this stage, especially given his willingness to indulge her curiosity regarding his travels.
Thus, the suspicion faded from her pale green eyes as quickly as it had appeared, giving way to warmth and excitement once more. His answer was surprising, though. Sofia knew, of course, of the wars between Greece and far away nations, as Adrestus said, but it was shocking to think that a friendly stranger would be at risk of death just for exploring. Then again, it wouldn’t surprise her to learn that the nobleman had a more serious side. Perhaps there were squabbles and nuances with foreigners to take into account. “That sounds rather frightening, indeed,” she agreed, still rather lost in imagination. But then there were more compliments to break the illusion, and she would not be herself if she did not indulge in them. “I thank you for your kind words, Lord Adrestus,” Sofia smiled, eyes sparkling with mischief once more. “Though I must doubt their validity. Surely, if looks mattered to these foreigners you speak of, you would not have had to hide, either?” Flirting was an art, a challenge, and even if there was no romantic intention behind the words, Sofia of Marikas was loathe to turn down a game of potential banter.
Adrestus of Nikolaos, however, did not seem to be flirting. That was perfectly alright, she supposed, wondering more at how he might have interacted with Marietta. If he had spoken kindly in a similar manner to this with her friend, Sofia fiercely hoped that Marietta had not read too far into the situation. It seemed the nobleman was simply that friendly. A puzzlement, indeed. Still, indiscriminate kindness was nice—if potentially frustrating—quality to have in a friend, and Sofia did hope to be friends with the man before her. Interesting people were hard to come by in royal circles, so she did her best to collect them when they came along.
“Well,” she said, turning thoughtful once more as the conversation returned to lands afar, “I suppose it makes sense.” Like every sane Greek, Sofia believed whole-heartedly in the pantheon and their Olympic powers. But foreigners might not have had the chance to learn the truth, leaving them ignorant and blind to the true gods. “If they knew of our gods, I’m sure they would see the falsehood in their own.” Sofia thought it would be fascinating to talk with one of these false god worshippers. Their imaginations must have come up with compelling replacements. “I do hope their ignorant beliefs were not a source of violent conflict. Battles of passion are much more interesting than battles of faith, where one side is so clearly right.” Was it rude to call battles interesting? Perhaps. Sofia was still wary of offending the man before her, but she was torn. Showing her true colors was still important, if Adrestus was to be a friend. “Is Athenia not dreadfully boring after all these widespread adventures? Home is wonderful for a time, I’m sure, but do you not miss the open sea terribly?”
Adrestus wasn’t taken aback by Marietta’s shyness- instead, he was attracted to it. She laughed at his jokes and her blushing was very enticing. He liked the challenge of getting her close to him, and he couldn’t keep his mind off her. It was hard not to bring her up in conversation, especially to someone who he assumed was her friend. He smiled at her words. “I keep thinking about her. Ever since I got back home.” Adrestus confessed, not really thinking about what Sofia might think of him after saying such things. They moved on to him talking about his travels, and overall catching up. The conversation was going well. He talked about the dangers, and Sofia’s curiosity encouraged him to speak on it more. The nobleman gave her a reassuring grin.
“I wouldn’t say it’s frightening. Stressful and dangerous, yes, but someone like me is never scared.” His grin slowly turned into a smile at the small brag. Marietta hated it when he did so, and all Adre was trying to do was to get a reaction out of her. Adrestus went so far as to compliment Sofia, too, not to flirt but just to be kind and show her his compassion. Make a good impression with Sofia…. make Marietta be more comfortable. Marietta was so insecure, and if her friend recommended him, well… that’d mean he’d be able to get closer to her a lot quicker. “Of course, Lady Sofia,” Adrestus replied, meaning every word of his compliment. It hadn’t been hollow- instead, genuine and innocent. He laughed at her banter and gave the royal a shrug. “Say what you will, I was still able to explore Egypt while you, didn’t leave Athenia, did you?” Royals never really left- they had other people do it for them. Then again, if Sofia asked, he wouldn’t hesitate to give her and Marietta a ride to somewhere. He did own a ship.
Adrestus went into the differences about the other kingdoms- particularly the differences in gods. Not everyone prayed the same, and it was concerning. Poseidon had saved his life multiple times, he didn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t pray to him. “It does? Adrestus looked at her thinking, his expression giving away that he was deep in thought. He let out a sigh at her next words. “I’m afraid there is no talking to them. They don’t see the falsehood, and whenever it’s brought up that they are wrong they get very defensive.” Fights would break out, sometimes. It just never ended well. He listened to her words and gave her a playful grin. His eyes shone in mischief. “Battles of passion? What do you mean by that?” It sounded like… “I mean, battles of passion sound a lot like another phrase for…” Of course, his mind went there. Adrestus had been without a romantic partner for a long time. But as he thought about it more, he could get the sense of what she was talking about. “Well, I did learn to wield a sword while I was away, to fight off pirates. Is that interesting?” He struck a smile. He didn’t have the mind to tell her that he had lost to pirates, but…he was still trying to see what Sofia might be interested in at all. He listened to her next words, and suddenly his expression became filled with sadness.
“Yes, I miss the sea. I feel almost stuck here. Being with friends helps, but that doesn’t help the fact I am still landlocked. I’m here for my family, and that’s really most of why I can’t be out in the open sea.” His eyes flickered down to the ground. “I’m keeping myself busy for now. I am honestly starting to think I might not be able to leave this kingdom for maybe even a year. I sure hope not, but… my parents don’t like the fact that I still want to be a sailor.” Adrestus confessed. Sofia probably wouldn’t be able to understand, but she was at least neutral to the situation.
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Adrestus wasn’t taken aback by Marietta’s shyness- instead, he was attracted to it. She laughed at his jokes and her blushing was very enticing. He liked the challenge of getting her close to him, and he couldn’t keep his mind off her. It was hard not to bring her up in conversation, especially to someone who he assumed was her friend. He smiled at her words. “I keep thinking about her. Ever since I got back home.” Adrestus confessed, not really thinking about what Sofia might think of him after saying such things. They moved on to him talking about his travels, and overall catching up. The conversation was going well. He talked about the dangers, and Sofia’s curiosity encouraged him to speak on it more. The nobleman gave her a reassuring grin.
“I wouldn’t say it’s frightening. Stressful and dangerous, yes, but someone like me is never scared.” His grin slowly turned into a smile at the small brag. Marietta hated it when he did so, and all Adre was trying to do was to get a reaction out of her. Adrestus went so far as to compliment Sofia, too, not to flirt but just to be kind and show her his compassion. Make a good impression with Sofia…. make Marietta be more comfortable. Marietta was so insecure, and if her friend recommended him, well… that’d mean he’d be able to get closer to her a lot quicker. “Of course, Lady Sofia,” Adrestus replied, meaning every word of his compliment. It hadn’t been hollow- instead, genuine and innocent. He laughed at her banter and gave the royal a shrug. “Say what you will, I was still able to explore Egypt while you, didn’t leave Athenia, did you?” Royals never really left- they had other people do it for them. Then again, if Sofia asked, he wouldn’t hesitate to give her and Marietta a ride to somewhere. He did own a ship.
Adrestus went into the differences about the other kingdoms- particularly the differences in gods. Not everyone prayed the same, and it was concerning. Poseidon had saved his life multiple times, he didn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t pray to him. “It does? Adrestus looked at her thinking, his expression giving away that he was deep in thought. He let out a sigh at her next words. “I’m afraid there is no talking to them. They don’t see the falsehood, and whenever it’s brought up that they are wrong they get very defensive.” Fights would break out, sometimes. It just never ended well. He listened to her words and gave her a playful grin. His eyes shone in mischief. “Battles of passion? What do you mean by that?” It sounded like… “I mean, battles of passion sound a lot like another phrase for…” Of course, his mind went there. Adrestus had been without a romantic partner for a long time. But as he thought about it more, he could get the sense of what she was talking about. “Well, I did learn to wield a sword while I was away, to fight off pirates. Is that interesting?” He struck a smile. He didn’t have the mind to tell her that he had lost to pirates, but…he was still trying to see what Sofia might be interested in at all. He listened to her next words, and suddenly his expression became filled with sadness.
“Yes, I miss the sea. I feel almost stuck here. Being with friends helps, but that doesn’t help the fact I am still landlocked. I’m here for my family, and that’s really most of why I can’t be out in the open sea.” His eyes flickered down to the ground. “I’m keeping myself busy for now. I am honestly starting to think I might not be able to leave this kingdom for maybe even a year. I sure hope not, but… my parents don’t like the fact that I still want to be a sailor.” Adrestus confessed. Sofia probably wouldn’t be able to understand, but she was at least neutral to the situation.
Adrestus wasn’t taken aback by Marietta’s shyness- instead, he was attracted to it. She laughed at his jokes and her blushing was very enticing. He liked the challenge of getting her close to him, and he couldn’t keep his mind off her. It was hard not to bring her up in conversation, especially to someone who he assumed was her friend. He smiled at her words. “I keep thinking about her. Ever since I got back home.” Adrestus confessed, not really thinking about what Sofia might think of him after saying such things. They moved on to him talking about his travels, and overall catching up. The conversation was going well. He talked about the dangers, and Sofia’s curiosity encouraged him to speak on it more. The nobleman gave her a reassuring grin.
“I wouldn’t say it’s frightening. Stressful and dangerous, yes, but someone like me is never scared.” His grin slowly turned into a smile at the small brag. Marietta hated it when he did so, and all Adre was trying to do was to get a reaction out of her. Adrestus went so far as to compliment Sofia, too, not to flirt but just to be kind and show her his compassion. Make a good impression with Sofia…. make Marietta be more comfortable. Marietta was so insecure, and if her friend recommended him, well… that’d mean he’d be able to get closer to her a lot quicker. “Of course, Lady Sofia,” Adrestus replied, meaning every word of his compliment. It hadn’t been hollow- instead, genuine and innocent. He laughed at her banter and gave the royal a shrug. “Say what you will, I was still able to explore Egypt while you, didn’t leave Athenia, did you?” Royals never really left- they had other people do it for them. Then again, if Sofia asked, he wouldn’t hesitate to give her and Marietta a ride to somewhere. He did own a ship.
Adrestus went into the differences about the other kingdoms- particularly the differences in gods. Not everyone prayed the same, and it was concerning. Poseidon had saved his life multiple times, he didn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t pray to him. “It does? Adrestus looked at her thinking, his expression giving away that he was deep in thought. He let out a sigh at her next words. “I’m afraid there is no talking to them. They don’t see the falsehood, and whenever it’s brought up that they are wrong they get very defensive.” Fights would break out, sometimes. It just never ended well. He listened to her words and gave her a playful grin. His eyes shone in mischief. “Battles of passion? What do you mean by that?” It sounded like… “I mean, battles of passion sound a lot like another phrase for…” Of course, his mind went there. Adrestus had been without a romantic partner for a long time. But as he thought about it more, he could get the sense of what she was talking about. “Well, I did learn to wield a sword while I was away, to fight off pirates. Is that interesting?” He struck a smile. He didn’t have the mind to tell her that he had lost to pirates, but…he was still trying to see what Sofia might be interested in at all. He listened to her next words, and suddenly his expression became filled with sadness.
“Yes, I miss the sea. I feel almost stuck here. Being with friends helps, but that doesn’t help the fact I am still landlocked. I’m here for my family, and that’s really most of why I can’t be out in the open sea.” His eyes flickered down to the ground. “I’m keeping myself busy for now. I am honestly starting to think I might not be able to leave this kingdom for maybe even a year. I sure hope not, but… my parents don’t like the fact that I still want to be a sailor.” Adrestus confessed. Sofia probably wouldn’t be able to understand, but she was at least neutral to the situation.
Sofia found herself smiling happily, settling into the banter and friendly conversation. Still, she knew she would have to keep a close eye on Adrestus of Nikolaos. He seemed to be very interested in Marietta, and Sofia was not quite sure what to do with the information. Still, she continued to smile at his little confession. He seemed like a genuinely kind man and, if he managed to keep Marietta from running away from him, perhaps he would be good for her. She was at a loss for how to respond, though, and was glad when the conversation moved on to other topics.
“Never scared, hm?” she chuckled, arching a brow yet again. “What a luxury! I envy you, Lord Adrestus.” In truth, she did envy him. Whether he was truly fearless or not, to even falsely project that image spoke to the sheer number of adventures he had been on.
And then her smile faltered, though she did her best to reinforce it a moment later. Adrestus had managed to hit a nerve, though she was sure he hadn’t meant to. He was right. She hadn’t ever left Athenia, and quite possibly never would, except for perhaps brief jaunts to neighboring Greek kingdoms. Like a plumed bird in a cage, she was trapped here. “I never did, no,” she said softly, trying not to frown, grateful once more as Adrestus kept talking, launching into more detailed descriptions of foreign gods. The seafaring nobleman knew how to talk, that was for sure.
It was difficult to image not believing in the true gods. Still, she had to stop and think about it. Presumably, these foreigners held as much faith in their gods as she did in her own. And Sofia knew she would not take kindly to a stranger telling her her faith was false and blasphemous. “That makes sense, too, I suppose,” she said again, explaining her reasoning. It was fascinating to consider. She so desperately wanted to speak to these people herself, to understand their cultures, but this would have to do.
This conversation was certainly keeping her on her toes. Though she pulled it off into a smirk, Sofia was all too aware that a rare, faint blush had appeared on her face. “That is certainly not what I meant,” she confessed, laughing a little. “And yes, dramatic pirate battles were more what I intended.” Now there was a story she wanted to hear in depth. “Where was this? What caused the fight?” Pale green eyes widened slightly, demonstrating interest. “I’m sure you won, or you wouldn’t be here to tell the tale.” Tales of pirates washed ashore on occasion; they sounded fierce and ferocious. What could good-natured Adrestus have done to anger such a man? Though, she supposed, perhaps it was simply that: his cheerful character may have been enough to annoy the wrong person.
Now, though, the conversation had turned sad. She could see the longing in his clear blue eyes as he talked about the sea. It was impressive, then, that he was here instead, following the wishes of his family. “I can’t imagine the bravery required to pursue your dream in the first place,” she said softly, offering him a different, sympathetic kind of smile, “Let alone the bravery to come home.”
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Sofia found herself smiling happily, settling into the banter and friendly conversation. Still, she knew she would have to keep a close eye on Adrestus of Nikolaos. He seemed to be very interested in Marietta, and Sofia was not quite sure what to do with the information. Still, she continued to smile at his little confession. He seemed like a genuinely kind man and, if he managed to keep Marietta from running away from him, perhaps he would be good for her. She was at a loss for how to respond, though, and was glad when the conversation moved on to other topics.
“Never scared, hm?” she chuckled, arching a brow yet again. “What a luxury! I envy you, Lord Adrestus.” In truth, she did envy him. Whether he was truly fearless or not, to even falsely project that image spoke to the sheer number of adventures he had been on.
And then her smile faltered, though she did her best to reinforce it a moment later. Adrestus had managed to hit a nerve, though she was sure he hadn’t meant to. He was right. She hadn’t ever left Athenia, and quite possibly never would, except for perhaps brief jaunts to neighboring Greek kingdoms. Like a plumed bird in a cage, she was trapped here. “I never did, no,” she said softly, trying not to frown, grateful once more as Adrestus kept talking, launching into more detailed descriptions of foreign gods. The seafaring nobleman knew how to talk, that was for sure.
It was difficult to image not believing in the true gods. Still, she had to stop and think about it. Presumably, these foreigners held as much faith in their gods as she did in her own. And Sofia knew she would not take kindly to a stranger telling her her faith was false and blasphemous. “That makes sense, too, I suppose,” she said again, explaining her reasoning. It was fascinating to consider. She so desperately wanted to speak to these people herself, to understand their cultures, but this would have to do.
This conversation was certainly keeping her on her toes. Though she pulled it off into a smirk, Sofia was all too aware that a rare, faint blush had appeared on her face. “That is certainly not what I meant,” she confessed, laughing a little. “And yes, dramatic pirate battles were more what I intended.” Now there was a story she wanted to hear in depth. “Where was this? What caused the fight?” Pale green eyes widened slightly, demonstrating interest. “I’m sure you won, or you wouldn’t be here to tell the tale.” Tales of pirates washed ashore on occasion; they sounded fierce and ferocious. What could good-natured Adrestus have done to anger such a man? Though, she supposed, perhaps it was simply that: his cheerful character may have been enough to annoy the wrong person.
Now, though, the conversation had turned sad. She could see the longing in his clear blue eyes as he talked about the sea. It was impressive, then, that he was here instead, following the wishes of his family. “I can’t imagine the bravery required to pursue your dream in the first place,” she said softly, offering him a different, sympathetic kind of smile, “Let alone the bravery to come home.”
Sofia found herself smiling happily, settling into the banter and friendly conversation. Still, she knew she would have to keep a close eye on Adrestus of Nikolaos. He seemed to be very interested in Marietta, and Sofia was not quite sure what to do with the information. Still, she continued to smile at his little confession. He seemed like a genuinely kind man and, if he managed to keep Marietta from running away from him, perhaps he would be good for her. She was at a loss for how to respond, though, and was glad when the conversation moved on to other topics.
“Never scared, hm?” she chuckled, arching a brow yet again. “What a luxury! I envy you, Lord Adrestus.” In truth, she did envy him. Whether he was truly fearless or not, to even falsely project that image spoke to the sheer number of adventures he had been on.
And then her smile faltered, though she did her best to reinforce it a moment later. Adrestus had managed to hit a nerve, though she was sure he hadn’t meant to. He was right. She hadn’t ever left Athenia, and quite possibly never would, except for perhaps brief jaunts to neighboring Greek kingdoms. Like a plumed bird in a cage, she was trapped here. “I never did, no,” she said softly, trying not to frown, grateful once more as Adrestus kept talking, launching into more detailed descriptions of foreign gods. The seafaring nobleman knew how to talk, that was for sure.
It was difficult to image not believing in the true gods. Still, she had to stop and think about it. Presumably, these foreigners held as much faith in their gods as she did in her own. And Sofia knew she would not take kindly to a stranger telling her her faith was false and blasphemous. “That makes sense, too, I suppose,” she said again, explaining her reasoning. It was fascinating to consider. She so desperately wanted to speak to these people herself, to understand their cultures, but this would have to do.
This conversation was certainly keeping her on her toes. Though she pulled it off into a smirk, Sofia was all too aware that a rare, faint blush had appeared on her face. “That is certainly not what I meant,” she confessed, laughing a little. “And yes, dramatic pirate battles were more what I intended.” Now there was a story she wanted to hear in depth. “Where was this? What caused the fight?” Pale green eyes widened slightly, demonstrating interest. “I’m sure you won, or you wouldn’t be here to tell the tale.” Tales of pirates washed ashore on occasion; they sounded fierce and ferocious. What could good-natured Adrestus have done to anger such a man? Though, she supposed, perhaps it was simply that: his cheerful character may have been enough to annoy the wrong person.
Now, though, the conversation had turned sad. She could see the longing in his clear blue eyes as he talked about the sea. It was impressive, then, that he was here instead, following the wishes of his family. “I can’t imagine the bravery required to pursue your dream in the first place,” she said softly, offering him a different, sympathetic kind of smile, “Let alone the bravery to come home.”
Adrestus boasted that he wasn’t scared of anything. Not that he was going to admit otherwise to a friend of Marietta- in truth he was scared of a lot of things. Not being able to prove his worth, losing his ship, failing his family, pirates… the list went on. But on the outside? He was courageous. He was a sailor who had traveled to all of the kingdoms! He let out a chuckle as she said that she envied him, and Adre stood a little taller. Adrestus hadn’t meant to hit a nerve- but he assumed the answer even before it was spoken. “Well, maybe one day, you will. My ship is always available to you and Marietta.” Adrestus assured her in a soft voice, trying to be sure he was open to the idea of taking her somewhere if she so needed. He knew that royals never really left, but at least the offer was always on the table. They talked about the other kingdoms, and swords came up in the conversation. He hadn’t seen any religious fighting, but he had been in a battle with pirates. Adre gave her a smile. “Pirates are attracted to ships so they can loot them, take prisoners or slaves, and basically steal everything they want.” He said in a matter of fact tone. “I don’t remember, exactly, it wasn’t close to here, though.” Not that pirates were stranger to greek seas. They were everywhere.
“Of course I won,” Adrestus told her, knowing that there was one time when he really hadn’t. He was still alive though, and that was what mattered. “I mean, the seas have as much danger like land has, it’s just different.” Adrestus shrugged. He didn’t want to make it out to be that sailing was a bad thing - it had given him so much. There were disadvantages, of course, but everything had those. She hit a nerve herself when she asked if he missed the sea, and Adrestus missed it horribly. There was everything about it he missed, and he hated the fact that he was incredibly landlocked. Other than going to different Athenian provinces, he couldn’t even go to Colchis or Tangea at this point. He was stuck.
Adrestus immediately shook his head when Sofia called him brave. “I’m lucky,” Adrestus said simply, before giving her a sad smile. “I was able to leave, and I was able to come back home. I’ve had a lot of freedom, and it’s all due to luck.” The nobleman explained sadly. He let out a sigh. “And now, well… I’m running out of it. Soon I’ll be forced to go to Court, and I don’t even know how people are going to react.” He knew people talked of him. He was supposed to be Baron when his father couldn’t anymore, and he hadn’t really been apart of politics at all. “But I guess it’s just another kind of adventure, right?” He looked over at her.
“I apologize, you probably think I’m silly being sad over these things. Just another sailor pining over the sea.” He let out a laugh, before glancing over her. He didn’t want the whole conversation to just be about him- he knew Sofia would get bored. The nobleman changed it back to Athenia. “I have noticed a lot of things have changed in Athenia, though. Do you think things will get better soon?”
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Adrestus boasted that he wasn’t scared of anything. Not that he was going to admit otherwise to a friend of Marietta- in truth he was scared of a lot of things. Not being able to prove his worth, losing his ship, failing his family, pirates… the list went on. But on the outside? He was courageous. He was a sailor who had traveled to all of the kingdoms! He let out a chuckle as she said that she envied him, and Adre stood a little taller. Adrestus hadn’t meant to hit a nerve- but he assumed the answer even before it was spoken. “Well, maybe one day, you will. My ship is always available to you and Marietta.” Adrestus assured her in a soft voice, trying to be sure he was open to the idea of taking her somewhere if she so needed. He knew that royals never really left, but at least the offer was always on the table. They talked about the other kingdoms, and swords came up in the conversation. He hadn’t seen any religious fighting, but he had been in a battle with pirates. Adre gave her a smile. “Pirates are attracted to ships so they can loot them, take prisoners or slaves, and basically steal everything they want.” He said in a matter of fact tone. “I don’t remember, exactly, it wasn’t close to here, though.” Not that pirates were stranger to greek seas. They were everywhere.
“Of course I won,” Adrestus told her, knowing that there was one time when he really hadn’t. He was still alive though, and that was what mattered. “I mean, the seas have as much danger like land has, it’s just different.” Adrestus shrugged. He didn’t want to make it out to be that sailing was a bad thing - it had given him so much. There were disadvantages, of course, but everything had those. She hit a nerve herself when she asked if he missed the sea, and Adrestus missed it horribly. There was everything about it he missed, and he hated the fact that he was incredibly landlocked. Other than going to different Athenian provinces, he couldn’t even go to Colchis or Tangea at this point. He was stuck.
Adrestus immediately shook his head when Sofia called him brave. “I’m lucky,” Adrestus said simply, before giving her a sad smile. “I was able to leave, and I was able to come back home. I’ve had a lot of freedom, and it’s all due to luck.” The nobleman explained sadly. He let out a sigh. “And now, well… I’m running out of it. Soon I’ll be forced to go to Court, and I don’t even know how people are going to react.” He knew people talked of him. He was supposed to be Baron when his father couldn’t anymore, and he hadn’t really been apart of politics at all. “But I guess it’s just another kind of adventure, right?” He looked over at her.
“I apologize, you probably think I’m silly being sad over these things. Just another sailor pining over the sea.” He let out a laugh, before glancing over her. He didn’t want the whole conversation to just be about him- he knew Sofia would get bored. The nobleman changed it back to Athenia. “I have noticed a lot of things have changed in Athenia, though. Do you think things will get better soon?”
Adrestus boasted that he wasn’t scared of anything. Not that he was going to admit otherwise to a friend of Marietta- in truth he was scared of a lot of things. Not being able to prove his worth, losing his ship, failing his family, pirates… the list went on. But on the outside? He was courageous. He was a sailor who had traveled to all of the kingdoms! He let out a chuckle as she said that she envied him, and Adre stood a little taller. Adrestus hadn’t meant to hit a nerve- but he assumed the answer even before it was spoken. “Well, maybe one day, you will. My ship is always available to you and Marietta.” Adrestus assured her in a soft voice, trying to be sure he was open to the idea of taking her somewhere if she so needed. He knew that royals never really left, but at least the offer was always on the table. They talked about the other kingdoms, and swords came up in the conversation. He hadn’t seen any religious fighting, but he had been in a battle with pirates. Adre gave her a smile. “Pirates are attracted to ships so they can loot them, take prisoners or slaves, and basically steal everything they want.” He said in a matter of fact tone. “I don’t remember, exactly, it wasn’t close to here, though.” Not that pirates were stranger to greek seas. They were everywhere.
“Of course I won,” Adrestus told her, knowing that there was one time when he really hadn’t. He was still alive though, and that was what mattered. “I mean, the seas have as much danger like land has, it’s just different.” Adrestus shrugged. He didn’t want to make it out to be that sailing was a bad thing - it had given him so much. There were disadvantages, of course, but everything had those. She hit a nerve herself when she asked if he missed the sea, and Adrestus missed it horribly. There was everything about it he missed, and he hated the fact that he was incredibly landlocked. Other than going to different Athenian provinces, he couldn’t even go to Colchis or Tangea at this point. He was stuck.
Adrestus immediately shook his head when Sofia called him brave. “I’m lucky,” Adrestus said simply, before giving her a sad smile. “I was able to leave, and I was able to come back home. I’ve had a lot of freedom, and it’s all due to luck.” The nobleman explained sadly. He let out a sigh. “And now, well… I’m running out of it. Soon I’ll be forced to go to Court, and I don’t even know how people are going to react.” He knew people talked of him. He was supposed to be Baron when his father couldn’t anymore, and he hadn’t really been apart of politics at all. “But I guess it’s just another kind of adventure, right?” He looked over at her.
“I apologize, you probably think I’m silly being sad over these things. Just another sailor pining over the sea.” He let out a laugh, before glancing over her. He didn’t want the whole conversation to just be about him- he knew Sofia would get bored. The nobleman changed it back to Athenia. “I have noticed a lot of things have changed in Athenia, though. Do you think things will get better soon?”
It was a nice change of pace, Sofia thought, to speak to a man so clearly kind-hearted. Each word Adrestus spoke, even the words about pirates or danger, was infused with a sort of spirit and gentleness. And so, she found that the ghost of a smile lingered on her face throughout the conversation, imagination running wild with the snippets of Adrestus’s adventures. He scarcely knew her, and he was willing to take her and Marietta on a journey. It was a far-flung possibility, true, but she couldn’t help the little leap of joy her heart felt at the very notion. “I very much appreciate your offer, Lord Adrestus. I certainly hope I am able to take you up on it someday.”
Pirates. Pirates and looting and lands she could hardly picture. “Well, I’m certainly glad you were able to evade their clutches. For your family’s sake, if not for my selfish need for stories and friendship.” Adrestus was, after all, the sort of person she would quite like to be friends with. Like Marietta, he was kind, but unlike her, he had an easy-going nature. He was easy to talk to, had lived a fascinating life, and yet, as a noble, was still able to understand her frustration with life in Athenia. She supposed it wouldn’t be very difficult to keep track of him, given his newfound interest in her best friend.
“It isn’t silly at all,” she told him gently, tilting her head slightly as she listened to his concerns. “I think there’s a reason for the trope you mention. Why would there be so many sailors if the sea wasn’t so alluring? Of course it is difficult to return to land after all these years. I doubt any sensible person would fault you for missing it. I certainly won’t.” Still, Sofia knew he had a point. People would gossip about his return, and stare at his carefree demeanor and sense his longing for the sea. Plenty of people would not understand, nor even try to. There was no way around it.
“Has it changed?” she echoed vaguely, still slightly caught up with visions of the rolling sea and long-since-past battles. “I suppose it must have, in all these years.” She paused, thinking of the gradual changes and drama within her homeland. Sofia had no clue which pieces of news might have reached the man before her, far across the world for so many years. “You’ve heard of all the intrigue surrounding Queen Persephone, yes?” It was all fairly boring, in Sofia’s opinion. Her father wanted a Marikas on the throne, so that was what Sofia wanted, too. If they couldn’t have that, Elias seemed like he was likely the next best option. So the idea that Persephone might be back was hardly encouraging. “You’ve certainly chosen an interesting political climate to return to. Though, perhaps that is why you were called home to begin with.”
Would it get better? Sofia couldn’t say. Much remained up in the air, and the dust never remained settled for long. Smiling somewhat grimly at Adrestus, she gave a little shrug, eyes glinting in the fall sun. “I would like to hope it will get better soon, but I would not want to lie to you. Our world is uncertain at the moment. Hopefully, at least, we might get some fun out of it in the end.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Sofia could see a stray Marikas guard staring at her. And though she had done nothing wrong—they were only catching up, for gods’ sake—Sofia found herself weary of the drama that would come from staying put.
“Well, Lord Adrestus, I look forward to hearing more about your harrowing adventures. For now, I think I had best get home. I swore to my cousins that I’d meet them for dinner.” It would be nice to see Elena and Daniil, assuming they could be found. “Best of luck reintegrating into our strange little life here.”
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It was a nice change of pace, Sofia thought, to speak to a man so clearly kind-hearted. Each word Adrestus spoke, even the words about pirates or danger, was infused with a sort of spirit and gentleness. And so, she found that the ghost of a smile lingered on her face throughout the conversation, imagination running wild with the snippets of Adrestus’s adventures. He scarcely knew her, and he was willing to take her and Marietta on a journey. It was a far-flung possibility, true, but she couldn’t help the little leap of joy her heart felt at the very notion. “I very much appreciate your offer, Lord Adrestus. I certainly hope I am able to take you up on it someday.”
Pirates. Pirates and looting and lands she could hardly picture. “Well, I’m certainly glad you were able to evade their clutches. For your family’s sake, if not for my selfish need for stories and friendship.” Adrestus was, after all, the sort of person she would quite like to be friends with. Like Marietta, he was kind, but unlike her, he had an easy-going nature. He was easy to talk to, had lived a fascinating life, and yet, as a noble, was still able to understand her frustration with life in Athenia. She supposed it wouldn’t be very difficult to keep track of him, given his newfound interest in her best friend.
“It isn’t silly at all,” she told him gently, tilting her head slightly as she listened to his concerns. “I think there’s a reason for the trope you mention. Why would there be so many sailors if the sea wasn’t so alluring? Of course it is difficult to return to land after all these years. I doubt any sensible person would fault you for missing it. I certainly won’t.” Still, Sofia knew he had a point. People would gossip about his return, and stare at his carefree demeanor and sense his longing for the sea. Plenty of people would not understand, nor even try to. There was no way around it.
“Has it changed?” she echoed vaguely, still slightly caught up with visions of the rolling sea and long-since-past battles. “I suppose it must have, in all these years.” She paused, thinking of the gradual changes and drama within her homeland. Sofia had no clue which pieces of news might have reached the man before her, far across the world for so many years. “You’ve heard of all the intrigue surrounding Queen Persephone, yes?” It was all fairly boring, in Sofia’s opinion. Her father wanted a Marikas on the throne, so that was what Sofia wanted, too. If they couldn’t have that, Elias seemed like he was likely the next best option. So the idea that Persephone might be back was hardly encouraging. “You’ve certainly chosen an interesting political climate to return to. Though, perhaps that is why you were called home to begin with.”
Would it get better? Sofia couldn’t say. Much remained up in the air, and the dust never remained settled for long. Smiling somewhat grimly at Adrestus, she gave a little shrug, eyes glinting in the fall sun. “I would like to hope it will get better soon, but I would not want to lie to you. Our world is uncertain at the moment. Hopefully, at least, we might get some fun out of it in the end.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Sofia could see a stray Marikas guard staring at her. And though she had done nothing wrong—they were only catching up, for gods’ sake—Sofia found herself weary of the drama that would come from staying put.
“Well, Lord Adrestus, I look forward to hearing more about your harrowing adventures. For now, I think I had best get home. I swore to my cousins that I’d meet them for dinner.” It would be nice to see Elena and Daniil, assuming they could be found. “Best of luck reintegrating into our strange little life here.”
Sofia dreamt of pirates and sacrilege and waves and the adventures she might have had, had she been born Adrestus of Nikolaos.
It was a nice change of pace, Sofia thought, to speak to a man so clearly kind-hearted. Each word Adrestus spoke, even the words about pirates or danger, was infused with a sort of spirit and gentleness. And so, she found that the ghost of a smile lingered on her face throughout the conversation, imagination running wild with the snippets of Adrestus’s adventures. He scarcely knew her, and he was willing to take her and Marietta on a journey. It was a far-flung possibility, true, but she couldn’t help the little leap of joy her heart felt at the very notion. “I very much appreciate your offer, Lord Adrestus. I certainly hope I am able to take you up on it someday.”
Pirates. Pirates and looting and lands she could hardly picture. “Well, I’m certainly glad you were able to evade their clutches. For your family’s sake, if not for my selfish need for stories and friendship.” Adrestus was, after all, the sort of person she would quite like to be friends with. Like Marietta, he was kind, but unlike her, he had an easy-going nature. He was easy to talk to, had lived a fascinating life, and yet, as a noble, was still able to understand her frustration with life in Athenia. She supposed it wouldn’t be very difficult to keep track of him, given his newfound interest in her best friend.
“It isn’t silly at all,” she told him gently, tilting her head slightly as she listened to his concerns. “I think there’s a reason for the trope you mention. Why would there be so many sailors if the sea wasn’t so alluring? Of course it is difficult to return to land after all these years. I doubt any sensible person would fault you for missing it. I certainly won’t.” Still, Sofia knew he had a point. People would gossip about his return, and stare at his carefree demeanor and sense his longing for the sea. Plenty of people would not understand, nor even try to. There was no way around it.
“Has it changed?” she echoed vaguely, still slightly caught up with visions of the rolling sea and long-since-past battles. “I suppose it must have, in all these years.” She paused, thinking of the gradual changes and drama within her homeland. Sofia had no clue which pieces of news might have reached the man before her, far across the world for so many years. “You’ve heard of all the intrigue surrounding Queen Persephone, yes?” It was all fairly boring, in Sofia’s opinion. Her father wanted a Marikas on the throne, so that was what Sofia wanted, too. If they couldn’t have that, Elias seemed like he was likely the next best option. So the idea that Persephone might be back was hardly encouraging. “You’ve certainly chosen an interesting political climate to return to. Though, perhaps that is why you were called home to begin with.”
Would it get better? Sofia couldn’t say. Much remained up in the air, and the dust never remained settled for long. Smiling somewhat grimly at Adrestus, she gave a little shrug, eyes glinting in the fall sun. “I would like to hope it will get better soon, but I would not want to lie to you. Our world is uncertain at the moment. Hopefully, at least, we might get some fun out of it in the end.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Sofia could see a stray Marikas guard staring at her. And though she had done nothing wrong—they were only catching up, for gods’ sake—Sofia found herself weary of the drama that would come from staying put.
“Well, Lord Adrestus, I look forward to hearing more about your harrowing adventures. For now, I think I had best get home. I swore to my cousins that I’d meet them for dinner.” It would be nice to see Elena and Daniil, assuming they could be found. “Best of luck reintegrating into our strange little life here.”
Sofia dreamt of pirates and sacrilege and waves and the adventures she might have had, had she been born Adrestus of Nikolaos.