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That is what Essa had decided. Her ladies maid was less than thrilled with this proclamation and the hours of exploring the marketplace it would surely entail. Yet that was not enough to put a damper on the young woman’s enthusiasm. She had taken care with her appearance today, allowing her maid to weave an intricate series of braids through her dark hair, jeweled flowers adding a touch of sparkle as they caught the light. Her jewelry was a pale gold accented with citrine. Her peplos was an orange the color of the sunrise, soft and warm.
She was grateful to have her heavy hair off her neck as she and her maid moved through the marketplace. The crowd only intensified the sun’s heat. Any hint of a breeze was a blessing on a day such as this. Still, Essa moved carefully between the shops and stalls. She had no real purpose to her excursion today than to get outside the walls of her home. Occasionally some attire or accessories might catch her eye, but as was her habit, she always ended up shopping with others in mind.
A flash of color at the edge of her vision caught her eye and immediately she rushed towards it. The fabric was a pale shade of blue that reminded her almost exactly of her sister’s eyes. It was intricately embroidered in gold and silver. Without hesitating she purchased it, knowing it would suit her sister perfectly. She turned over her shoulder to hand it to her maid only to find not a familiar soul around. She immediately grimaced, cursing her short height that made it so difficult to see through or above the crowd.
The last thing she wanted to do however was draw attention to the fact that she had somehow separated herself from her ladies maid. It seemed she had moved too quickly through the crowd. She whipped around to retrace her steps, only to run headfirst into something firm - a man’s chest it seemed.
Her head tipped back immediately, embarrassment clearly written on her face as she took in the sandy-haired man before her. “I am so sorry,” she gushed. She quickly stepped back as she realized she was still essentially pressed against the stranger, her blush deepening all the while. She bowed her head as she continued, her voice a pitch higher and trembling with anxiety. “I should have been paying closer attention to my surroundings. Forgive me for being so distracted and careless.”
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It was too lovely a day to spend inside.
That is what Essa had decided. Her ladies maid was less than thrilled with this proclamation and the hours of exploring the marketplace it would surely entail. Yet that was not enough to put a damper on the young woman’s enthusiasm. She had taken care with her appearance today, allowing her maid to weave an intricate series of braids through her dark hair, jeweled flowers adding a touch of sparkle as they caught the light. Her jewelry was a pale gold accented with citrine. Her peplos was an orange the color of the sunrise, soft and warm.
She was grateful to have her heavy hair off her neck as she and her maid moved through the marketplace. The crowd only intensified the sun’s heat. Any hint of a breeze was a blessing on a day such as this. Still, Essa moved carefully between the shops and stalls. She had no real purpose to her excursion today than to get outside the walls of her home. Occasionally some attire or accessories might catch her eye, but as was her habit, she always ended up shopping with others in mind.
A flash of color at the edge of her vision caught her eye and immediately she rushed towards it. The fabric was a pale shade of blue that reminded her almost exactly of her sister’s eyes. It was intricately embroidered in gold and silver. Without hesitating she purchased it, knowing it would suit her sister perfectly. She turned over her shoulder to hand it to her maid only to find not a familiar soul around. She immediately grimaced, cursing her short height that made it so difficult to see through or above the crowd.
The last thing she wanted to do however was draw attention to the fact that she had somehow separated herself from her ladies maid. It seemed she had moved too quickly through the crowd. She whipped around to retrace her steps, only to run headfirst into something firm - a man’s chest it seemed.
Her head tipped back immediately, embarrassment clearly written on her face as she took in the sandy-haired man before her. “I am so sorry,” she gushed. She quickly stepped back as she realized she was still essentially pressed against the stranger, her blush deepening all the while. She bowed her head as she continued, her voice a pitch higher and trembling with anxiety. “I should have been paying closer attention to my surroundings. Forgive me for being so distracted and careless.”
It was too lovely a day to spend inside.
That is what Essa had decided. Her ladies maid was less than thrilled with this proclamation and the hours of exploring the marketplace it would surely entail. Yet that was not enough to put a damper on the young woman’s enthusiasm. She had taken care with her appearance today, allowing her maid to weave an intricate series of braids through her dark hair, jeweled flowers adding a touch of sparkle as they caught the light. Her jewelry was a pale gold accented with citrine. Her peplos was an orange the color of the sunrise, soft and warm.
She was grateful to have her heavy hair off her neck as she and her maid moved through the marketplace. The crowd only intensified the sun’s heat. Any hint of a breeze was a blessing on a day such as this. Still, Essa moved carefully between the shops and stalls. She had no real purpose to her excursion today than to get outside the walls of her home. Occasionally some attire or accessories might catch her eye, but as was her habit, she always ended up shopping with others in mind.
A flash of color at the edge of her vision caught her eye and immediately she rushed towards it. The fabric was a pale shade of blue that reminded her almost exactly of her sister’s eyes. It was intricately embroidered in gold and silver. Without hesitating she purchased it, knowing it would suit her sister perfectly. She turned over her shoulder to hand it to her maid only to find not a familiar soul around. She immediately grimaced, cursing her short height that made it so difficult to see through or above the crowd.
The last thing she wanted to do however was draw attention to the fact that she had somehow separated herself from her ladies maid. It seemed she had moved too quickly through the crowd. She whipped around to retrace her steps, only to run headfirst into something firm - a man’s chest it seemed.
Her head tipped back immediately, embarrassment clearly written on her face as she took in the sandy-haired man before her. “I am so sorry,” she gushed. She quickly stepped back as she realized she was still essentially pressed against the stranger, her blush deepening all the while. She bowed her head as she continued, her voice a pitch higher and trembling with anxiety. “I should have been paying closer attention to my surroundings. Forgive me for being so distracted and careless.”
Adrestus liked being in Colchis. He was comfortable in Tim’s kingdom, even if he couldn’t visit as frequently as he wanted to. Now though, he was picking up supplies, as it took a lot to run a ship. Especially during traveling. He wasn’t planning to stay too long, but he hoped to see Tim at least once before he left the kingdom altogether. Adrestus ended up in the market with some of his crew as they went over the supply list. There was no time for error, and if they forgot something, well… it would get them off schedule and Adrestus hated that. Making sure everything was settled, Adrestus read the list once again, moving away from his crew so that he could focus. Unfortunately, because his eyes were on the list, and not anyone around him, he practically dropped everything when a young lady ran into him. Adretsus’s surprise was clear as he looked wide-eyed at the other. “Are you alright?” He reached down to grab his supply list before moving closer to check on Essa. By the looks of her, he could already assume she was royalty. He quickly heard Tim’s voice, telling him to back off and not do anything stupid, especially when he wasn’t in his own kingdom.
He smiled over at her, still looking over her to make sure nothing was harmed. He mostly had been caught off guard, but he just wanted to make sure everything was still the way it should be. “Please don’t apologize, I was the one in your way.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. He grinned at her before shifting his position so he was not hovering around her. He wanted to giver her space. “I hope I didn’t bother your day to much….” He paused, before glancing around. He knew that his friend Timaeus would probably tell him to leave but… she seemed nice enough. “Is there any way I could make it up to you? For being in your way?” He offered, hoping it would help. He moved his hands to his back, cocking his head to the side as he asked the question. “My name is Adrestus, I’m just a visitor here.” He clarified, hoping she’d understand. “What’s your name? So I can address you correctly?” He needed to make sure he did so, if only to make sure no bystanders became uncomfortable. Especially since she was high class.
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Adrestus liked being in Colchis. He was comfortable in Tim’s kingdom, even if he couldn’t visit as frequently as he wanted to. Now though, he was picking up supplies, as it took a lot to run a ship. Especially during traveling. He wasn’t planning to stay too long, but he hoped to see Tim at least once before he left the kingdom altogether. Adrestus ended up in the market with some of his crew as they went over the supply list. There was no time for error, and if they forgot something, well… it would get them off schedule and Adrestus hated that. Making sure everything was settled, Adrestus read the list once again, moving away from his crew so that he could focus. Unfortunately, because his eyes were on the list, and not anyone around him, he practically dropped everything when a young lady ran into him. Adretsus’s surprise was clear as he looked wide-eyed at the other. “Are you alright?” He reached down to grab his supply list before moving closer to check on Essa. By the looks of her, he could already assume she was royalty. He quickly heard Tim’s voice, telling him to back off and not do anything stupid, especially when he wasn’t in his own kingdom.
He smiled over at her, still looking over her to make sure nothing was harmed. He mostly had been caught off guard, but he just wanted to make sure everything was still the way it should be. “Please don’t apologize, I was the one in your way.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. He grinned at her before shifting his position so he was not hovering around her. He wanted to giver her space. “I hope I didn’t bother your day to much….” He paused, before glancing around. He knew that his friend Timaeus would probably tell him to leave but… she seemed nice enough. “Is there any way I could make it up to you? For being in your way?” He offered, hoping it would help. He moved his hands to his back, cocking his head to the side as he asked the question. “My name is Adrestus, I’m just a visitor here.” He clarified, hoping she’d understand. “What’s your name? So I can address you correctly?” He needed to make sure he did so, if only to make sure no bystanders became uncomfortable. Especially since she was high class.
Adrestus liked being in Colchis. He was comfortable in Tim’s kingdom, even if he couldn’t visit as frequently as he wanted to. Now though, he was picking up supplies, as it took a lot to run a ship. Especially during traveling. He wasn’t planning to stay too long, but he hoped to see Tim at least once before he left the kingdom altogether. Adrestus ended up in the market with some of his crew as they went over the supply list. There was no time for error, and if they forgot something, well… it would get them off schedule and Adrestus hated that. Making sure everything was settled, Adrestus read the list once again, moving away from his crew so that he could focus. Unfortunately, because his eyes were on the list, and not anyone around him, he practically dropped everything when a young lady ran into him. Adretsus’s surprise was clear as he looked wide-eyed at the other. “Are you alright?” He reached down to grab his supply list before moving closer to check on Essa. By the looks of her, he could already assume she was royalty. He quickly heard Tim’s voice, telling him to back off and not do anything stupid, especially when he wasn’t in his own kingdom.
He smiled over at her, still looking over her to make sure nothing was harmed. He mostly had been caught off guard, but he just wanted to make sure everything was still the way it should be. “Please don’t apologize, I was the one in your way.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. He grinned at her before shifting his position so he was not hovering around her. He wanted to giver her space. “I hope I didn’t bother your day to much….” He paused, before glancing around. He knew that his friend Timaeus would probably tell him to leave but… she seemed nice enough. “Is there any way I could make it up to you? For being in your way?” He offered, hoping it would help. He moved his hands to his back, cocking his head to the side as he asked the question. “My name is Adrestus, I’m just a visitor here.” He clarified, hoping she’d understand. “What’s your name? So I can address you correctly?” He needed to make sure he did so, if only to make sure no bystanders became uncomfortable. Especially since she was high class.
Essa was mildly stunned as she collided with another. Especially upon the realization that other individual was a handsome man. That in and of itself was enough to bring a light flush to her face. The proximity between them and her embarrassment at having been so absentminded only made the color of her face all the brighter. As he bent to collect his list, she found herself simply still, gaping at him like a fool, as though she had never seen a man before. “Oh!” she exclaimed softly as his words brought her out of her distracted trance. “Yes, I’m quite alright, truly.” She was startled, but hardly injured. The last thing she wanted was to worry anyone.
“Oh, not at all. You were standing still, and I was moving far too quickly for someone paying no attention to where they were going,” she assured him as he insisted it was his fault not hers. While she appreciated the kindness, she could hardly allow him to accept blame that was rightfully her own. His offer to make it up to her had her smiling, even as she caught herself leaning closer to him as he shifted away.
“Perhaps I should be the one making it up to you,” she teased, feeling surprisingly bold. She knew her sister would scold her - after all, he was a strange man she had never before met. Yet he seemed nice enough, and she found herself alone. Surely it was better to trust in a friendly face than to risk running into a rogue of some sorts on her own. Most of all, she wanted to trust him. She couldn’t deny that, and it was the first time she had ever felt half so connected to anyone she had met in ages. Even if she had no logical reason for it. Perhaps it was merely her curiosity getting the better of her, or her hopelessly romantic nature that wanted to believe this meeting might well be fate. It made no difference; she was determined to follow this through, despite knowing the potential consequences.
His introduction distracted her from her thoughts. “I’m Essa,” she answered simply as her gaze turned demurely downcast and her blush deepened a hint. She knew it was hardly the proper answer, but she feared that he might run the other direction if he knew her royal bloodline. “It’s my most sincere pleasure to make your acquaintance, Adrestus.” It felt nice to simply be a girl without all the pressures of court and propriety that seemed to only isolate her further. Right now, she wanted only to be herself. It was a risk, but this was the first time she’d spoken to anyone in weeks it seemed without stumbling over herself. She wanted to enjoy that feeling, even if only for a moment more.
“I’m afraid that I’ve lost my companion. Perhaps you might accompany me instead?” Her voice raised in pitch just slightly at the end of her question, a shyness entering her gaze. “Of course, only if you have the time,” she added hurriedly. “I would hate to allow my clumsiness to delay you further than it already has if you were busy.” She paused a moment, looking up at him with wide deep hazel eyes and a smile. Her lips faltered slightly, as if afraid to hope that he might hold any interest in her, yet still she pushed herself into speaking.
“I would love to hear a visitor’s thoughts on my home. Perhaps a story or two of your own? If that sounds like something you might enjoy as well.”
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Essa was mildly stunned as she collided with another. Especially upon the realization that other individual was a handsome man. That in and of itself was enough to bring a light flush to her face. The proximity between them and her embarrassment at having been so absentminded only made the color of her face all the brighter. As he bent to collect his list, she found herself simply still, gaping at him like a fool, as though she had never seen a man before. “Oh!” she exclaimed softly as his words brought her out of her distracted trance. “Yes, I’m quite alright, truly.” She was startled, but hardly injured. The last thing she wanted was to worry anyone.
“Oh, not at all. You were standing still, and I was moving far too quickly for someone paying no attention to where they were going,” she assured him as he insisted it was his fault not hers. While she appreciated the kindness, she could hardly allow him to accept blame that was rightfully her own. His offer to make it up to her had her smiling, even as she caught herself leaning closer to him as he shifted away.
“Perhaps I should be the one making it up to you,” she teased, feeling surprisingly bold. She knew her sister would scold her - after all, he was a strange man she had never before met. Yet he seemed nice enough, and she found herself alone. Surely it was better to trust in a friendly face than to risk running into a rogue of some sorts on her own. Most of all, she wanted to trust him. She couldn’t deny that, and it was the first time she had ever felt half so connected to anyone she had met in ages. Even if she had no logical reason for it. Perhaps it was merely her curiosity getting the better of her, or her hopelessly romantic nature that wanted to believe this meeting might well be fate. It made no difference; she was determined to follow this through, despite knowing the potential consequences.
His introduction distracted her from her thoughts. “I’m Essa,” she answered simply as her gaze turned demurely downcast and her blush deepened a hint. She knew it was hardly the proper answer, but she feared that he might run the other direction if he knew her royal bloodline. “It’s my most sincere pleasure to make your acquaintance, Adrestus.” It felt nice to simply be a girl without all the pressures of court and propriety that seemed to only isolate her further. Right now, she wanted only to be herself. It was a risk, but this was the first time she’d spoken to anyone in weeks it seemed without stumbling over herself. She wanted to enjoy that feeling, even if only for a moment more.
“I’m afraid that I’ve lost my companion. Perhaps you might accompany me instead?” Her voice raised in pitch just slightly at the end of her question, a shyness entering her gaze. “Of course, only if you have the time,” she added hurriedly. “I would hate to allow my clumsiness to delay you further than it already has if you were busy.” She paused a moment, looking up at him with wide deep hazel eyes and a smile. Her lips faltered slightly, as if afraid to hope that he might hold any interest in her, yet still she pushed herself into speaking.
“I would love to hear a visitor’s thoughts on my home. Perhaps a story or two of your own? If that sounds like something you might enjoy as well.”
Essa was mildly stunned as she collided with another. Especially upon the realization that other individual was a handsome man. That in and of itself was enough to bring a light flush to her face. The proximity between them and her embarrassment at having been so absentminded only made the color of her face all the brighter. As he bent to collect his list, she found herself simply still, gaping at him like a fool, as though she had never seen a man before. “Oh!” she exclaimed softly as his words brought her out of her distracted trance. “Yes, I’m quite alright, truly.” She was startled, but hardly injured. The last thing she wanted was to worry anyone.
“Oh, not at all. You were standing still, and I was moving far too quickly for someone paying no attention to where they were going,” she assured him as he insisted it was his fault not hers. While she appreciated the kindness, she could hardly allow him to accept blame that was rightfully her own. His offer to make it up to her had her smiling, even as she caught herself leaning closer to him as he shifted away.
“Perhaps I should be the one making it up to you,” she teased, feeling surprisingly bold. She knew her sister would scold her - after all, he was a strange man she had never before met. Yet he seemed nice enough, and she found herself alone. Surely it was better to trust in a friendly face than to risk running into a rogue of some sorts on her own. Most of all, she wanted to trust him. She couldn’t deny that, and it was the first time she had ever felt half so connected to anyone she had met in ages. Even if she had no logical reason for it. Perhaps it was merely her curiosity getting the better of her, or her hopelessly romantic nature that wanted to believe this meeting might well be fate. It made no difference; she was determined to follow this through, despite knowing the potential consequences.
His introduction distracted her from her thoughts. “I’m Essa,” she answered simply as her gaze turned demurely downcast and her blush deepened a hint. She knew it was hardly the proper answer, but she feared that he might run the other direction if he knew her royal bloodline. “It’s my most sincere pleasure to make your acquaintance, Adrestus.” It felt nice to simply be a girl without all the pressures of court and propriety that seemed to only isolate her further. Right now, she wanted only to be herself. It was a risk, but this was the first time she’d spoken to anyone in weeks it seemed without stumbling over herself. She wanted to enjoy that feeling, even if only for a moment more.
“I’m afraid that I’ve lost my companion. Perhaps you might accompany me instead?” Her voice raised in pitch just slightly at the end of her question, a shyness entering her gaze. “Of course, only if you have the time,” she added hurriedly. “I would hate to allow my clumsiness to delay you further than it already has if you were busy.” She paused a moment, looking up at him with wide deep hazel eyes and a smile. Her lips faltered slightly, as if afraid to hope that he might hold any interest in her, yet still she pushed herself into speaking.
“I would love to hear a visitor’s thoughts on my home. Perhaps a story or two of your own? If that sounds like something you might enjoy as well.”
“Are you sure you are alright?” He asked, his voice filled with concern. He sure hoped that she wasn’t just saying those things to be polite, or worse, to downplay something. He chuckled a bit at her next response and gave her a shrug. “I should have moved for you, that’s all.” He confessed, looking like he truly was sorry. The last thing he wanted was to cause problems for someone. He didn’t mind taking on the blame, especially since he was a traveler in this kingdom. The last thing he needed was a problem. He immediately shook his head at her next words, shaking his hand in dismissal.
“No, you certainly do not need to make it up to me. Absolutely not.” Adrestus wouldn’t allow such a thing. There was no need for it what so ever. He introduced himself, and he had to pause when she said her name and looked her over once more. He suddenly remembered Tim talking about her, and Adrestus’s face flashed nervousness before he hid it. “You’re a royal?” He asked, trying to be as casual about it as possible. Talking to a royal in Tim’s kingdom? He didn’t want to do anything to cause issues for Tim, so he made a note not to screw things up.
Adrestus bowed his head in respect to her as she spoke. “And it’s my pleasure to meet you, as well.” The sailor genuinely answered back. He wanted to show her that he was kind and no one to really worry about. He meant all the respect in the world towards her, just like he showed everyone else around him. He noticed her shyness, though, which in turn seemed to relax a bit. Well, at least she wasn’t upset. “Yes, whatever you need.” Adrestus didn’t waste a moment to answer her request, happy to help. He smiled over at her and shook his head, already making up his mind that he would help her. “I would be happy to accompany you. Maybe you could show me around your home, a little more?” He always enjoyed being told about things by locals themselves- it made it that much more truthful. He smiled as she mentioned stories, and Adrestus filled with excitement. He was always up to talk about stories of his adventures.
“I really like Colchis, a good friend of mine… well, he’s practically a brother to me, lives in this kingdom. His name is Timaeus of Valaoritis, you may know of him?” Of course, he didn’t know much about the specific provinces, but as always Adrestus was up for exploration. He grinned at the thought of his friend. “What kind of stories do you like, Lady Essa?” He asked, before pausing and looking at her once more. “Or actually, do you mind telling me about your home first? I would like to hear your perspective.” He hoped he wasn’t asking a stupid question, but he was curious.
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“Are you sure you are alright?” He asked, his voice filled with concern. He sure hoped that she wasn’t just saying those things to be polite, or worse, to downplay something. He chuckled a bit at her next response and gave her a shrug. “I should have moved for you, that’s all.” He confessed, looking like he truly was sorry. The last thing he wanted was to cause problems for someone. He didn’t mind taking on the blame, especially since he was a traveler in this kingdom. The last thing he needed was a problem. He immediately shook his head at her next words, shaking his hand in dismissal.
“No, you certainly do not need to make it up to me. Absolutely not.” Adrestus wouldn’t allow such a thing. There was no need for it what so ever. He introduced himself, and he had to pause when she said her name and looked her over once more. He suddenly remembered Tim talking about her, and Adrestus’s face flashed nervousness before he hid it. “You’re a royal?” He asked, trying to be as casual about it as possible. Talking to a royal in Tim’s kingdom? He didn’t want to do anything to cause issues for Tim, so he made a note not to screw things up.
Adrestus bowed his head in respect to her as she spoke. “And it’s my pleasure to meet you, as well.” The sailor genuinely answered back. He wanted to show her that he was kind and no one to really worry about. He meant all the respect in the world towards her, just like he showed everyone else around him. He noticed her shyness, though, which in turn seemed to relax a bit. Well, at least she wasn’t upset. “Yes, whatever you need.” Adrestus didn’t waste a moment to answer her request, happy to help. He smiled over at her and shook his head, already making up his mind that he would help her. “I would be happy to accompany you. Maybe you could show me around your home, a little more?” He always enjoyed being told about things by locals themselves- it made it that much more truthful. He smiled as she mentioned stories, and Adrestus filled with excitement. He was always up to talk about stories of his adventures.
“I really like Colchis, a good friend of mine… well, he’s practically a brother to me, lives in this kingdom. His name is Timaeus of Valaoritis, you may know of him?” Of course, he didn’t know much about the specific provinces, but as always Adrestus was up for exploration. He grinned at the thought of his friend. “What kind of stories do you like, Lady Essa?” He asked, before pausing and looking at her once more. “Or actually, do you mind telling me about your home first? I would like to hear your perspective.” He hoped he wasn’t asking a stupid question, but he was curious.
“Are you sure you are alright?” He asked, his voice filled with concern. He sure hoped that she wasn’t just saying those things to be polite, or worse, to downplay something. He chuckled a bit at her next response and gave her a shrug. “I should have moved for you, that’s all.” He confessed, looking like he truly was sorry. The last thing he wanted was to cause problems for someone. He didn’t mind taking on the blame, especially since he was a traveler in this kingdom. The last thing he needed was a problem. He immediately shook his head at her next words, shaking his hand in dismissal.
“No, you certainly do not need to make it up to me. Absolutely not.” Adrestus wouldn’t allow such a thing. There was no need for it what so ever. He introduced himself, and he had to pause when she said her name and looked her over once more. He suddenly remembered Tim talking about her, and Adrestus’s face flashed nervousness before he hid it. “You’re a royal?” He asked, trying to be as casual about it as possible. Talking to a royal in Tim’s kingdom? He didn’t want to do anything to cause issues for Tim, so he made a note not to screw things up.
Adrestus bowed his head in respect to her as she spoke. “And it’s my pleasure to meet you, as well.” The sailor genuinely answered back. He wanted to show her that he was kind and no one to really worry about. He meant all the respect in the world towards her, just like he showed everyone else around him. He noticed her shyness, though, which in turn seemed to relax a bit. Well, at least she wasn’t upset. “Yes, whatever you need.” Adrestus didn’t waste a moment to answer her request, happy to help. He smiled over at her and shook his head, already making up his mind that he would help her. “I would be happy to accompany you. Maybe you could show me around your home, a little more?” He always enjoyed being told about things by locals themselves- it made it that much more truthful. He smiled as she mentioned stories, and Adrestus filled with excitement. He was always up to talk about stories of his adventures.
“I really like Colchis, a good friend of mine… well, he’s practically a brother to me, lives in this kingdom. His name is Timaeus of Valaoritis, you may know of him?” Of course, he didn’t know much about the specific provinces, but as always Adrestus was up for exploration. He grinned at the thought of his friend. “What kind of stories do you like, Lady Essa?” He asked, before pausing and looking at her once more. “Or actually, do you mind telling me about your home first? I would like to hear your perspective.” He hoped he wasn’t asking a stupid question, but he was curious.
“Yes, I promise. I am entirely unharmed,” she assured him, holding out her arms as if to suggest he see for himself. “Not at all-” she cut off her words with a soft giggle. “I fear we’re at a bit of an impasse. At this rate, we might be here all day trying to take the blame.” She smiled widely up at him. “Suffice it to say, we are both no worse for wear, so all is well, yes?”
His refusal was so firm, it silenced any protests she might have offered. Yet she saw that flash of nervousness in his eyes and dread rose to fill her. He hid it quickly, but not quite enough. His words visibly deflated her, knowing that she could not lie, and the truth would merely make him more afraid of her. While she doubted reassurances would be enough to soothe him, she felt compelled to try. “Yes. The youngest daughter of House Drakos,” she admitted softly. “I promise, you have no reason to worry. I do not offend easily and you have done nothing to justify such anxieties.”
Her head tilted, observing his careful greeting and the sincerity that still shone in it. Perhaps her lineage wouldn’t prove to be as detrimental as she feared. While she understood the hesitance in dealing with royal, truth be told, she loathed it. She was lonely enough as it was. While she loved and took great pride in both the Drakos and the Kotas, her affiliations seemed only to isolate her further. Especially when it came to moments such as this.
Yet as he continued speaking, her worries eased, grateful that he didn’t seem to be running the opposite direction nor handling with the care one would use with the most fragile of materials. “I would love that,” she responded, perhaps a bit too quickly. She followed it with a slightly sheepish smile, just glad to have the opportunity to speak with him a little longer.
The excitement that filled his eyes as she mentioned stories excited her all the more. There was little she adored more than meeting someone who shared her love of stories. Perhaps he was more than just a kind stranger, but something more akin to a kindred spirit. Someone she might even one day call friend.
Her eyes widened as he mentioned his friend. “Oh yes, Timaeus of Valaoritis, of course.” He was a baron of one of the Kotas provinces, and a loyal one at that. Being so closely tied with House Kotas, he was one noble she could easily recognize by name rather than face. She looked up at him with a smile. “You will have to pass on my best to him if you see him again before you leave.”
“The easier question might be what stories I don’t like,” she teased with a laugh. “I love anything with romance or adventure.” Her smile grew wider as he asked about her perspective. It was a small thing, yet so few people truly cared to hear her thoughts on, well, anything. That he was interested was everything to her in that moment.
“Oh, it’s just the best! I know everyone thinks we’re the dreary islands, all mountain and cold. But there’s so much more to Colchis than that. The harshest environments can produce some of the most vibrant life. Of course we’re known for the ore and jewels that we can harvest from our mines, and the craftsmanship of our smiths. Truly, they are artists. The way they can manipulate metal and gems together...it’ exquisite. More than that though, the marketplace and the merchant shops here are incredible and the provinces hold so much more than just the mines we’re known for.”
She flushed slightly as she realized she was babbling with far too much enthusiasm. “Sorry, I got a little carried away there.”
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“Yes, I promise. I am entirely unharmed,” she assured him, holding out her arms as if to suggest he see for himself. “Not at all-” she cut off her words with a soft giggle. “I fear we’re at a bit of an impasse. At this rate, we might be here all day trying to take the blame.” She smiled widely up at him. “Suffice it to say, we are both no worse for wear, so all is well, yes?”
His refusal was so firm, it silenced any protests she might have offered. Yet she saw that flash of nervousness in his eyes and dread rose to fill her. He hid it quickly, but not quite enough. His words visibly deflated her, knowing that she could not lie, and the truth would merely make him more afraid of her. While she doubted reassurances would be enough to soothe him, she felt compelled to try. “Yes. The youngest daughter of House Drakos,” she admitted softly. “I promise, you have no reason to worry. I do not offend easily and you have done nothing to justify such anxieties.”
Her head tilted, observing his careful greeting and the sincerity that still shone in it. Perhaps her lineage wouldn’t prove to be as detrimental as she feared. While she understood the hesitance in dealing with royal, truth be told, she loathed it. She was lonely enough as it was. While she loved and took great pride in both the Drakos and the Kotas, her affiliations seemed only to isolate her further. Especially when it came to moments such as this.
Yet as he continued speaking, her worries eased, grateful that he didn’t seem to be running the opposite direction nor handling with the care one would use with the most fragile of materials. “I would love that,” she responded, perhaps a bit too quickly. She followed it with a slightly sheepish smile, just glad to have the opportunity to speak with him a little longer.
The excitement that filled his eyes as she mentioned stories excited her all the more. There was little she adored more than meeting someone who shared her love of stories. Perhaps he was more than just a kind stranger, but something more akin to a kindred spirit. Someone she might even one day call friend.
Her eyes widened as he mentioned his friend. “Oh yes, Timaeus of Valaoritis, of course.” He was a baron of one of the Kotas provinces, and a loyal one at that. Being so closely tied with House Kotas, he was one noble she could easily recognize by name rather than face. She looked up at him with a smile. “You will have to pass on my best to him if you see him again before you leave.”
“The easier question might be what stories I don’t like,” she teased with a laugh. “I love anything with romance or adventure.” Her smile grew wider as he asked about her perspective. It was a small thing, yet so few people truly cared to hear her thoughts on, well, anything. That he was interested was everything to her in that moment.
“Oh, it’s just the best! I know everyone thinks we’re the dreary islands, all mountain and cold. But there’s so much more to Colchis than that. The harshest environments can produce some of the most vibrant life. Of course we’re known for the ore and jewels that we can harvest from our mines, and the craftsmanship of our smiths. Truly, they are artists. The way they can manipulate metal and gems together...it’ exquisite. More than that though, the marketplace and the merchant shops here are incredible and the provinces hold so much more than just the mines we’re known for.”
She flushed slightly as she realized she was babbling with far too much enthusiasm. “Sorry, I got a little carried away there.”
“Yes, I promise. I am entirely unharmed,” she assured him, holding out her arms as if to suggest he see for himself. “Not at all-” she cut off her words with a soft giggle. “I fear we’re at a bit of an impasse. At this rate, we might be here all day trying to take the blame.” She smiled widely up at him. “Suffice it to say, we are both no worse for wear, so all is well, yes?”
His refusal was so firm, it silenced any protests she might have offered. Yet she saw that flash of nervousness in his eyes and dread rose to fill her. He hid it quickly, but not quite enough. His words visibly deflated her, knowing that she could not lie, and the truth would merely make him more afraid of her. While she doubted reassurances would be enough to soothe him, she felt compelled to try. “Yes. The youngest daughter of House Drakos,” she admitted softly. “I promise, you have no reason to worry. I do not offend easily and you have done nothing to justify such anxieties.”
Her head tilted, observing his careful greeting and the sincerity that still shone in it. Perhaps her lineage wouldn’t prove to be as detrimental as she feared. While she understood the hesitance in dealing with royal, truth be told, she loathed it. She was lonely enough as it was. While she loved and took great pride in both the Drakos and the Kotas, her affiliations seemed only to isolate her further. Especially when it came to moments such as this.
Yet as he continued speaking, her worries eased, grateful that he didn’t seem to be running the opposite direction nor handling with the care one would use with the most fragile of materials. “I would love that,” she responded, perhaps a bit too quickly. She followed it with a slightly sheepish smile, just glad to have the opportunity to speak with him a little longer.
The excitement that filled his eyes as she mentioned stories excited her all the more. There was little she adored more than meeting someone who shared her love of stories. Perhaps he was more than just a kind stranger, but something more akin to a kindred spirit. Someone she might even one day call friend.
Her eyes widened as he mentioned his friend. “Oh yes, Timaeus of Valaoritis, of course.” He was a baron of one of the Kotas provinces, and a loyal one at that. Being so closely tied with House Kotas, he was one noble she could easily recognize by name rather than face. She looked up at him with a smile. “You will have to pass on my best to him if you see him again before you leave.”
“The easier question might be what stories I don’t like,” she teased with a laugh. “I love anything with romance or adventure.” Her smile grew wider as he asked about her perspective. It was a small thing, yet so few people truly cared to hear her thoughts on, well, anything. That he was interested was everything to her in that moment.
“Oh, it’s just the best! I know everyone thinks we’re the dreary islands, all mountain and cold. But there’s so much more to Colchis than that. The harshest environments can produce some of the most vibrant life. Of course we’re known for the ore and jewels that we can harvest from our mines, and the craftsmanship of our smiths. Truly, they are artists. The way they can manipulate metal and gems together...it’ exquisite. More than that though, the marketplace and the merchant shops here are incredible and the provinces hold so much more than just the mines we’re known for.”
She flushed slightly as she realized she was babbling with far too much enthusiasm. “Sorry, I got a little carried away there.”
“Good, I’m glad you are alright.” He responded quickly, relaxing that he hadn’t messed things up too much. He listened to her speak, and let out a laugh. “Cute.” He commented, before nodding his head. “I can accept this, seems reasonable enough.” Adrestus didn’t mind taking all day to make sure she knew that he was truly sorry, but he could agree there were more important things to do. She didn’t need to make it up to him, however, and for that, he was very firm. His eyes widened just a bit when she confirmed she was royal, and eyes slowly looked to the side. Perhaps she wasn’t easy to offend, but he didn’t want to get into trouble with anyone else. The last thing Adre wanted to do is cause Tim more stress than he already had done to him during their adventures. Adrestus had every reason to trust Essa’s words, however, and so he agreed to accompany her.
He mentioned his biggest connection to Colchis, and wasn’t surprised when she recognized the name. “Of course, I will be sure to do so.” He wondered what his reaction would be, but assumed that as long as he had a positive outcome, there was no harm done. His smile was wide as he turned his face towards her. “Well, I have more stories that are adventure. I do have a romance story, but it didn’t end well.” He wasn’t about to tell Essa about the male pirate. But he could exaggerate it a bit, catching her attention while also still being entertaining. He then asked her perspective on her home, and his smile lit up his face. He had noticed that the question had made her happy, and internally, he celebrated the fact that he had secretly made things up to her for running into her.
Adrestus concentrated on her every word, attentive to new information. He knew things about Colchis that Tim had told him, but it was nice to hear more from another source. It was all welcome. “I like it,” He responded, glancing around at the vendors around him. He shook his head and gave her a grin. “Oh, no worries! This is your home, you should be able to get carried away with it.” Adrestus reached and ran his fingers through his hair. “My province is mostly into fishing and imports/exports. Not really artistry. I admire that, however.” He looked over at her and pondered for a moment. ‘How do you deal with the harsh weather here, anyway?” Perhaps a simple question, but he was curious. “I’ve been through some horrid storms on the sea, one time I thought I was going to be taken overboard… but the ship survived. Did you know waves can be taller than the sizes of ships? It’s when you know Poseidon is angry about something.”
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“Good, I’m glad you are alright.” He responded quickly, relaxing that he hadn’t messed things up too much. He listened to her speak, and let out a laugh. “Cute.” He commented, before nodding his head. “I can accept this, seems reasonable enough.” Adrestus didn’t mind taking all day to make sure she knew that he was truly sorry, but he could agree there were more important things to do. She didn’t need to make it up to him, however, and for that, he was very firm. His eyes widened just a bit when she confirmed she was royal, and eyes slowly looked to the side. Perhaps she wasn’t easy to offend, but he didn’t want to get into trouble with anyone else. The last thing Adre wanted to do is cause Tim more stress than he already had done to him during their adventures. Adrestus had every reason to trust Essa’s words, however, and so he agreed to accompany her.
He mentioned his biggest connection to Colchis, and wasn’t surprised when she recognized the name. “Of course, I will be sure to do so.” He wondered what his reaction would be, but assumed that as long as he had a positive outcome, there was no harm done. His smile was wide as he turned his face towards her. “Well, I have more stories that are adventure. I do have a romance story, but it didn’t end well.” He wasn’t about to tell Essa about the male pirate. But he could exaggerate it a bit, catching her attention while also still being entertaining. He then asked her perspective on her home, and his smile lit up his face. He had noticed that the question had made her happy, and internally, he celebrated the fact that he had secretly made things up to her for running into her.
Adrestus concentrated on her every word, attentive to new information. He knew things about Colchis that Tim had told him, but it was nice to hear more from another source. It was all welcome. “I like it,” He responded, glancing around at the vendors around him. He shook his head and gave her a grin. “Oh, no worries! This is your home, you should be able to get carried away with it.” Adrestus reached and ran his fingers through his hair. “My province is mostly into fishing and imports/exports. Not really artistry. I admire that, however.” He looked over at her and pondered for a moment. ‘How do you deal with the harsh weather here, anyway?” Perhaps a simple question, but he was curious. “I’ve been through some horrid storms on the sea, one time I thought I was going to be taken overboard… but the ship survived. Did you know waves can be taller than the sizes of ships? It’s when you know Poseidon is angry about something.”
“Good, I’m glad you are alright.” He responded quickly, relaxing that he hadn’t messed things up too much. He listened to her speak, and let out a laugh. “Cute.” He commented, before nodding his head. “I can accept this, seems reasonable enough.” Adrestus didn’t mind taking all day to make sure she knew that he was truly sorry, but he could agree there were more important things to do. She didn’t need to make it up to him, however, and for that, he was very firm. His eyes widened just a bit when she confirmed she was royal, and eyes slowly looked to the side. Perhaps she wasn’t easy to offend, but he didn’t want to get into trouble with anyone else. The last thing Adre wanted to do is cause Tim more stress than he already had done to him during their adventures. Adrestus had every reason to trust Essa’s words, however, and so he agreed to accompany her.
He mentioned his biggest connection to Colchis, and wasn’t surprised when she recognized the name. “Of course, I will be sure to do so.” He wondered what his reaction would be, but assumed that as long as he had a positive outcome, there was no harm done. His smile was wide as he turned his face towards her. “Well, I have more stories that are adventure. I do have a romance story, but it didn’t end well.” He wasn’t about to tell Essa about the male pirate. But he could exaggerate it a bit, catching her attention while also still being entertaining. He then asked her perspective on her home, and his smile lit up his face. He had noticed that the question had made her happy, and internally, he celebrated the fact that he had secretly made things up to her for running into her.
Adrestus concentrated on her every word, attentive to new information. He knew things about Colchis that Tim had told him, but it was nice to hear more from another source. It was all welcome. “I like it,” He responded, glancing around at the vendors around him. He shook his head and gave her a grin. “Oh, no worries! This is your home, you should be able to get carried away with it.” Adrestus reached and ran his fingers through his hair. “My province is mostly into fishing and imports/exports. Not really artistry. I admire that, however.” He looked over at her and pondered for a moment. ‘How do you deal with the harsh weather here, anyway?” Perhaps a simple question, but he was curious. “I’ve been through some horrid storms on the sea, one time I thought I was going to be taken overboard… but the ship survived. Did you know waves can be taller than the sizes of ships? It’s when you know Poseidon is angry about something.”
She smiled widely as he agreed to pass on her well wishes to his friend. “Thank you, I appreciate it.” She didn’t know Timaeus very well on a personal level - not surprising given that he was older than even her sister. It wasn’t as though they had terribly much in common. Or at least so she had always thought. After all, as a baron, he had plenty to occupy his mind. Frivolous conversations with her were surely not worth his time, especially at Court where so much official business was conducted.
Her eyes grew bright as he mentioned the stories he had to share. The only grew wider as he mentioned a romance gone awry. “Oh, tragic love stories are so captivating,” she gushed. For someone as sensitive by nature as she, such stories often made her cry, but she loved them regardless. “I’m sure all your stories are filled with such excitement though!” After all, he had surely seen so much she couldn’t even imagine. Just the possibility of it excited her.
Eager as she was to hear his stories, his request of her made her day. So often she felt like a nuisance, merely tolerated out of politeness. That someone was truly interested in her thoughts... it delighted her. She flushed deeply as he reassured her that her enthusiasm was not bothersome to him, even as it brought a shy smile to her lips. That smile grew only wider as he spoke of his own home. “Oh, but surely it must be exciting to see all the imported goods as they arrive.”
Essa paused a moment, considering how to answer his question about the weather. In truth, their slaves and servants did most the preparations, but she was aware of most of them. “Well, the cold is simple enough. That’s just a matter of bundling up. As for the rest... it’s a matter of taking the appropriate precautions - boarding up the windows, bringing items indoors and such. That way when the storms strike, there isn’t much to do beyond getting to safety inside.”
Her eyes grew wide as he spoke of his experiences with storms. “Truly? That is remarkable. I would be terrified to be on a boat if I had been nearly swept out to sea I would think. You must truly love the sea to be so brave against Poseidon’s tumultuous nature.” She paused a moment before adding shyly. “In any case, I’m glad you and your ship survived. It would have been a pity to have never known someone as exciting as you.”
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She smiled widely as he agreed to pass on her well wishes to his friend. “Thank you, I appreciate it.” She didn’t know Timaeus very well on a personal level - not surprising given that he was older than even her sister. It wasn’t as though they had terribly much in common. Or at least so she had always thought. After all, as a baron, he had plenty to occupy his mind. Frivolous conversations with her were surely not worth his time, especially at Court where so much official business was conducted.
Her eyes grew bright as he mentioned the stories he had to share. The only grew wider as he mentioned a romance gone awry. “Oh, tragic love stories are so captivating,” she gushed. For someone as sensitive by nature as she, such stories often made her cry, but she loved them regardless. “I’m sure all your stories are filled with such excitement though!” After all, he had surely seen so much she couldn’t even imagine. Just the possibility of it excited her.
Eager as she was to hear his stories, his request of her made her day. So often she felt like a nuisance, merely tolerated out of politeness. That someone was truly interested in her thoughts... it delighted her. She flushed deeply as he reassured her that her enthusiasm was not bothersome to him, even as it brought a shy smile to her lips. That smile grew only wider as he spoke of his own home. “Oh, but surely it must be exciting to see all the imported goods as they arrive.”
Essa paused a moment, considering how to answer his question about the weather. In truth, their slaves and servants did most the preparations, but she was aware of most of them. “Well, the cold is simple enough. That’s just a matter of bundling up. As for the rest... it’s a matter of taking the appropriate precautions - boarding up the windows, bringing items indoors and such. That way when the storms strike, there isn’t much to do beyond getting to safety inside.”
Her eyes grew wide as he spoke of his experiences with storms. “Truly? That is remarkable. I would be terrified to be on a boat if I had been nearly swept out to sea I would think. You must truly love the sea to be so brave against Poseidon’s tumultuous nature.” She paused a moment before adding shyly. “In any case, I’m glad you and your ship survived. It would have been a pity to have never known someone as exciting as you.”
She smiled widely as he agreed to pass on her well wishes to his friend. “Thank you, I appreciate it.” She didn’t know Timaeus very well on a personal level - not surprising given that he was older than even her sister. It wasn’t as though they had terribly much in common. Or at least so she had always thought. After all, as a baron, he had plenty to occupy his mind. Frivolous conversations with her were surely not worth his time, especially at Court where so much official business was conducted.
Her eyes grew bright as he mentioned the stories he had to share. The only grew wider as he mentioned a romance gone awry. “Oh, tragic love stories are so captivating,” she gushed. For someone as sensitive by nature as she, such stories often made her cry, but she loved them regardless. “I’m sure all your stories are filled with such excitement though!” After all, he had surely seen so much she couldn’t even imagine. Just the possibility of it excited her.
Eager as she was to hear his stories, his request of her made her day. So often she felt like a nuisance, merely tolerated out of politeness. That someone was truly interested in her thoughts... it delighted her. She flushed deeply as he reassured her that her enthusiasm was not bothersome to him, even as it brought a shy smile to her lips. That smile grew only wider as he spoke of his own home. “Oh, but surely it must be exciting to see all the imported goods as they arrive.”
Essa paused a moment, considering how to answer his question about the weather. In truth, their slaves and servants did most the preparations, but she was aware of most of them. “Well, the cold is simple enough. That’s just a matter of bundling up. As for the rest... it’s a matter of taking the appropriate precautions - boarding up the windows, bringing items indoors and such. That way when the storms strike, there isn’t much to do beyond getting to safety inside.”
Her eyes grew wide as he spoke of his experiences with storms. “Truly? That is remarkable. I would be terrified to be on a boat if I had been nearly swept out to sea I would think. You must truly love the sea to be so brave against Poseidon’s tumultuous nature.” She paused a moment before adding shyly. “In any case, I’m glad you and your ship survived. It would have been a pity to have never known someone as exciting as you.”
Adrestus let out a laugh after she mentioned that love stories were captivating. “They are less so when you are living them. At least in the stories when things go wrong.” He explained, giving her a small grin. He shrugged. “Most of them.” Was all he could say, there were also some boring ones… That was just how life was. Adrestus reached up and brushed his hair to the side, his eyes looking Essa over. She was a pretty one, and he was enjoying speaking to her. Especially since they had bumped into each other by accident. Of course, he was always interested in having conversations with different people, it was part of traveling to so many places. He paused at her comment, and then nodded his head politely.
“It’s more exciting when there is a good deal being done. I’m not really about materials or goods.” As a noble Adrestus was pretty wealthy- but none of that ever really mattered. He understood business partnerships really well, and he understood trade deals, but goods? He could take or leave them. Then again, it was probably telling that he didn’t care for materials. He didn’t need them to live- he had everything else. Someone who was less fortunate then he would probably be grateful for all the imported goods he had access to.
Adrestus asked about the harsh weather, and listened to her response. Adrestus shifted feet while listening, and gave her a smile. “Boarding up, hm? I can’t imagine being stuck inside like that.” It sounded terrible. Of course, he’d probably sail away at that point. He hated being stuck in general. “Sounds not fun at all.” He commented, suddenly remembering when Athenia had a heat wave. Not a fun experience. He spoke of one of his sailing stories, and smiled at her awe. “I’d take a storm on the sea then a storm on land any day, actually.” The noble gave a shrug. “I pray to Posiedon every day. He has kept me alive so far.” He said, his voice filled with pride about his worship to the god of the sea. He moved closer to her. “Well, thank you. I’m glad I’ve been able to meet you too, Essa.” Adrestus spoke happily.
“Does this mean we should be friends?” He cocked his head to the side, his eyes flashing of playfulness. If they enjoyed talking together, why not? “Or would that not be appropriate?” He wasn’t sure who Royals could be friends with - especially since he was only a noble and not even of her kingdom. “I would hate to never be able to talk to you again. I enjoy conversing with you.”
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Adrestus let out a laugh after she mentioned that love stories were captivating. “They are less so when you are living them. At least in the stories when things go wrong.” He explained, giving her a small grin. He shrugged. “Most of them.” Was all he could say, there were also some boring ones… That was just how life was. Adrestus reached up and brushed his hair to the side, his eyes looking Essa over. She was a pretty one, and he was enjoying speaking to her. Especially since they had bumped into each other by accident. Of course, he was always interested in having conversations with different people, it was part of traveling to so many places. He paused at her comment, and then nodded his head politely.
“It’s more exciting when there is a good deal being done. I’m not really about materials or goods.” As a noble Adrestus was pretty wealthy- but none of that ever really mattered. He understood business partnerships really well, and he understood trade deals, but goods? He could take or leave them. Then again, it was probably telling that he didn’t care for materials. He didn’t need them to live- he had everything else. Someone who was less fortunate then he would probably be grateful for all the imported goods he had access to.
Adrestus asked about the harsh weather, and listened to her response. Adrestus shifted feet while listening, and gave her a smile. “Boarding up, hm? I can’t imagine being stuck inside like that.” It sounded terrible. Of course, he’d probably sail away at that point. He hated being stuck in general. “Sounds not fun at all.” He commented, suddenly remembering when Athenia had a heat wave. Not a fun experience. He spoke of one of his sailing stories, and smiled at her awe. “I’d take a storm on the sea then a storm on land any day, actually.” The noble gave a shrug. “I pray to Posiedon every day. He has kept me alive so far.” He said, his voice filled with pride about his worship to the god of the sea. He moved closer to her. “Well, thank you. I’m glad I’ve been able to meet you too, Essa.” Adrestus spoke happily.
“Does this mean we should be friends?” He cocked his head to the side, his eyes flashing of playfulness. If they enjoyed talking together, why not? “Or would that not be appropriate?” He wasn’t sure who Royals could be friends with - especially since he was only a noble and not even of her kingdom. “I would hate to never be able to talk to you again. I enjoy conversing with you.”
Adrestus let out a laugh after she mentioned that love stories were captivating. “They are less so when you are living them. At least in the stories when things go wrong.” He explained, giving her a small grin. He shrugged. “Most of them.” Was all he could say, there were also some boring ones… That was just how life was. Adrestus reached up and brushed his hair to the side, his eyes looking Essa over. She was a pretty one, and he was enjoying speaking to her. Especially since they had bumped into each other by accident. Of course, he was always interested in having conversations with different people, it was part of traveling to so many places. He paused at her comment, and then nodded his head politely.
“It’s more exciting when there is a good deal being done. I’m not really about materials or goods.” As a noble Adrestus was pretty wealthy- but none of that ever really mattered. He understood business partnerships really well, and he understood trade deals, but goods? He could take or leave them. Then again, it was probably telling that he didn’t care for materials. He didn’t need them to live- he had everything else. Someone who was less fortunate then he would probably be grateful for all the imported goods he had access to.
Adrestus asked about the harsh weather, and listened to her response. Adrestus shifted feet while listening, and gave her a smile. “Boarding up, hm? I can’t imagine being stuck inside like that.” It sounded terrible. Of course, he’d probably sail away at that point. He hated being stuck in general. “Sounds not fun at all.” He commented, suddenly remembering when Athenia had a heat wave. Not a fun experience. He spoke of one of his sailing stories, and smiled at her awe. “I’d take a storm on the sea then a storm on land any day, actually.” The noble gave a shrug. “I pray to Posiedon every day. He has kept me alive so far.” He said, his voice filled with pride about his worship to the god of the sea. He moved closer to her. “Well, thank you. I’m glad I’ve been able to meet you too, Essa.” Adrestus spoke happily.
“Does this mean we should be friends?” He cocked his head to the side, his eyes flashing of playfulness. If they enjoyed talking together, why not? “Or would that not be appropriate?” He wasn’t sure who Royals could be friends with - especially since he was only a noble and not even of her kingdom. “I would hate to never be able to talk to you again. I enjoy conversing with you.”
His answer brought a small pout to her lips. “Oh, don’t say that,” she said breathlessly. “Even if its tragic, surely its worth it for the chance to be loved, isn’t it?” There was a light in her eyes as she spoke. The sort that came from watching love, but never knowing it. An eagerness to experience what she witnessed those around her going through - for better or worse. It seemed anything might be worth it to be wanted, even fleetingly. Surely better than never being noticed at all.
She smiled a little sheepishly. “It probably seems far more mundane when you’re able to travel the world,” she agreed. Essa had barely ever left Colchis at all, far less often than her sister or mother at that. Anything that gave her a glimpse of the outside world delighted her. But for Adrestus, his life was an adventure. He was able to come and go and see what ever he pleased.
The reaction he offered made her giggle a little. “It’s better than all the windows shattering and the rain and winds ruining everything inside,” she pointed out. Then she tilted her head back to look up at the sky. “You’re not wrong though. I miss the sunlight and the views... the feeling that with a glance you can be off in the distance in spirit if not in body.” She smiled as she spoke, though there was a hint of melancholy to it.
Listening carefully as he spoke of the storms on the sea, her admiration for him only grew. Such bravery... she couldn’t even imagine it. She was scared of far too much to be Colchian at all, let alone a Drakos or Kotas at that. “He must be pleased with your offerings then,” she said with a smile. She understood something of such worship. She often prayed to Aphrodite, eager and desperate for a love of her own. To possess enough beauty to be gazed upon rather than ignored. So many things she longed for yet seemed painfully out of reach.
“Oh no!” she protested as he suggested that friendship between them might not be appropriate. “Don’t jest. Of course we should be friends!” The young royal was in high need of friends. Even if she was a touch too proud to admit it so plainly, she wasn’t about to deny an opportunity such as this. “I look forward to many more conversations with you,” she said warmly as she agreed. Her eyes lit up as another possibility occurred to her. “Perhaps you could even write to me when you’re on all your adventures?"
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His answer brought a small pout to her lips. “Oh, don’t say that,” she said breathlessly. “Even if its tragic, surely its worth it for the chance to be loved, isn’t it?” There was a light in her eyes as she spoke. The sort that came from watching love, but never knowing it. An eagerness to experience what she witnessed those around her going through - for better or worse. It seemed anything might be worth it to be wanted, even fleetingly. Surely better than never being noticed at all.
She smiled a little sheepishly. “It probably seems far more mundane when you’re able to travel the world,” she agreed. Essa had barely ever left Colchis at all, far less often than her sister or mother at that. Anything that gave her a glimpse of the outside world delighted her. But for Adrestus, his life was an adventure. He was able to come and go and see what ever he pleased.
The reaction he offered made her giggle a little. “It’s better than all the windows shattering and the rain and winds ruining everything inside,” she pointed out. Then she tilted her head back to look up at the sky. “You’re not wrong though. I miss the sunlight and the views... the feeling that with a glance you can be off in the distance in spirit if not in body.” She smiled as she spoke, though there was a hint of melancholy to it.
Listening carefully as he spoke of the storms on the sea, her admiration for him only grew. Such bravery... she couldn’t even imagine it. She was scared of far too much to be Colchian at all, let alone a Drakos or Kotas at that. “He must be pleased with your offerings then,” she said with a smile. She understood something of such worship. She often prayed to Aphrodite, eager and desperate for a love of her own. To possess enough beauty to be gazed upon rather than ignored. So many things she longed for yet seemed painfully out of reach.
“Oh no!” she protested as he suggested that friendship between them might not be appropriate. “Don’t jest. Of course we should be friends!” The young royal was in high need of friends. Even if she was a touch too proud to admit it so plainly, she wasn’t about to deny an opportunity such as this. “I look forward to many more conversations with you,” she said warmly as she agreed. Her eyes lit up as another possibility occurred to her. “Perhaps you could even write to me when you’re on all your adventures?"
His answer brought a small pout to her lips. “Oh, don’t say that,” she said breathlessly. “Even if its tragic, surely its worth it for the chance to be loved, isn’t it?” There was a light in her eyes as she spoke. The sort that came from watching love, but never knowing it. An eagerness to experience what she witnessed those around her going through - for better or worse. It seemed anything might be worth it to be wanted, even fleetingly. Surely better than never being noticed at all.
She smiled a little sheepishly. “It probably seems far more mundane when you’re able to travel the world,” she agreed. Essa had barely ever left Colchis at all, far less often than her sister or mother at that. Anything that gave her a glimpse of the outside world delighted her. But for Adrestus, his life was an adventure. He was able to come and go and see what ever he pleased.
The reaction he offered made her giggle a little. “It’s better than all the windows shattering and the rain and winds ruining everything inside,” she pointed out. Then she tilted her head back to look up at the sky. “You’re not wrong though. I miss the sunlight and the views... the feeling that with a glance you can be off in the distance in spirit if not in body.” She smiled as she spoke, though there was a hint of melancholy to it.
Listening carefully as he spoke of the storms on the sea, her admiration for him only grew. Such bravery... she couldn’t even imagine it. She was scared of far too much to be Colchian at all, let alone a Drakos or Kotas at that. “He must be pleased with your offerings then,” she said with a smile. She understood something of such worship. She often prayed to Aphrodite, eager and desperate for a love of her own. To possess enough beauty to be gazed upon rather than ignored. So many things she longed for yet seemed painfully out of reach.
“Oh no!” she protested as he suggested that friendship between them might not be appropriate. “Don’t jest. Of course we should be friends!” The young royal was in high need of friends. Even if she was a touch too proud to admit it so plainly, she wasn’t about to deny an opportunity such as this. “I look forward to many more conversations with you,” she said warmly as she agreed. Her eyes lit up as another possibility occurred to her. “Perhaps you could even write to me when you’re on all your adventures?"
