Zavien
Never regret anything that made you smile
The ever-constant blush of his face seems to pulse with embarrassment, his inexperienced eagerness being put on full display for Frey to see. He clears his throat ineffectively and nods his head to hurry along the conversation. "Understood..." Whether he can pull that off is another question entirely, but he at least understands what they're saying.
Frey's laughter caresses the depths of his ears, notes drawing sensually across his skin in a way that suggests all the things unsaid. Zavien stiffens as the herald confirms his thoughts, anxiety smothering some of the heat while he wrestles with his own uncertainties. Only a slow nod comes in response, unable to give voice the decisions he didn't know the answer to, choices he hadn't yet made.
At the mention of his friend, Zavien lowers his head. He suddenly feels guilty for having come here rather than use what little time he has to seek out the courtesan, missing Thorn's company and counsel. Silently, he makes plans to do so anyways, even if it might not be for the reason Frey recommends. Smiling, he says aloud, "Thank you, Frey. I'll keep that in mind." And before he can say more, the deity is gone, their presence fading from his senses, taking with them the inexplicable heat that pounded through his body but leaving the bright blush as a reminder of their conversation.
In the end, he is certainly left with much to think about, but he doesn't regret coming to see Frey, seeing this as a new opportunity, something for him to consider as he adjusts to so many other changes in his life.
[FIN]
Frey's laughter caresses the depths of his ears, notes drawing sensually across his skin in a way that suggests all the things unsaid. Zavien stiffens as the herald confirms his thoughts, anxiety smothering some of the heat while he wrestles with his own uncertainties. Only a slow nod comes in response, unable to give voice the decisions he didn't know the answer to, choices he hadn't yet made.
At the mention of his friend, Zavien lowers his head. He suddenly feels guilty for having come here rather than use what little time he has to seek out the courtesan, missing Thorn's company and counsel. Silently, he makes plans to do so anyways, even if it might not be for the reason Frey recommends. Smiling, he says aloud, "Thank you, Frey. I'll keep that in mind." And before he can say more, the deity is gone, their presence fading from his senses, taking with them the inexplicable heat that pounded through his body but leaving the bright blush as a reminder of their conversation.
In the end, he is certainly left with much to think about, but he doesn't regret coming to see Frey, seeing this as a new opportunity, something for him to consider as he adjusts to so many other changes in his life.
[FIN]
