"He might have had something to do with one of Remi's curses, but he could be a charming devil," Jigano agreed wryly. "And it was never proven that he stole the mask. I wish I'd gotten to know him a bit better, either way." But he shrugged, for it was past and gone now, and the blond heartbreaker wasn't going to return.
He pouted dutifully at her smirk, but the teasing faded to a more serious curiosity eventually. He listened carefully to Rexanna's words, nodding slowly at the description of her mother's court and style of rule. "I've read accounts of other countries with councils, too," he concurred thoughtfully. "But... I've never seen one in action, either. Not beyond the level of a town council, at least. My land was ruled by a Sovereign who was the unwilling puppet of another... who in turn was controlled by a dark iron god. They were not any of them the sort of individuals that, ah, cared much for the input of others," he said wryly, with the driest of humor. "There may be some trial and error in getting this to work, but I think the single-ruler style has been proven to go poorly for the Hollowed Grounds, for a multitude of reasons." He shrugged lightly, but the humor didn't quite reach his eyes. "If nothing else, we won't know unless we try."
He tilted his head back towards his friend, patting the stone beside him again in invitation. "Would you tell me about your mother? What you learned of her in books, at least?"
He pouted dutifully at her smirk, but the teasing faded to a more serious curiosity eventually. He listened carefully to Rexanna's words, nodding slowly at the description of her mother's court and style of rule. "I've read accounts of other countries with councils, too," he concurred thoughtfully. "But... I've never seen one in action, either. Not beyond the level of a town council, at least. My land was ruled by a Sovereign who was the unwilling puppet of another... who in turn was controlled by a dark iron god. They were not any of them the sort of individuals that, ah, cared much for the input of others," he said wryly, with the driest of humor. "There may be some trial and error in getting this to work, but I think the single-ruler style has been proven to go poorly for the Hollowed Grounds, for a multitude of reasons." He shrugged lightly, but the humor didn't quite reach his eyes. "If nothing else, we won't know unless we try."
He tilted his head back towards his friend, patting the stone beside him again in invitation. "Would you tell me about your mother? What you learned of her in books, at least?"
