Whether Kaiden believed him or not was the mershark's choice. Hadama continued his calm assessment of the awkward man, thoughtfully taking in his expression and body language. Neither the narrowed eyes nor the huff went unnoticed, though the mermanta didn't react to either. He had been young too, once, with chips on his own adolescent shoulders, and he saw no reason to take the young shark's posturing personally.
Not even the sass that followed earned more than a twinkle in green eyes as the King tilted his head curiously. "Why would you not be free to go?" It had been some time - perhaps two years? - since the previous king had become too ill to functionally rule. Kaiden would not be the first nor the last young bachelor to resent the return of order to the undersea court, but that was a challenge Hadama had expected when he swam into the role.
Not even the sass that followed earned more than a twinkle in green eyes as the King tilted his head curiously. "Why would you not be free to go?" It had been some time - perhaps two years? - since the previous king had become too ill to functionally rule. Kaiden would not be the first nor the last young bachelor to resent the return of order to the undersea court, but that was a challenge Hadama had expected when he swam into the role.
