Erik Northman (
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Eric had certainly enjoyed Cubefall (even if the whole thing was pretty ridiculous), but it suited him just fine that things seemed to be back to normal now.
So there is a vampire in the bar tonight, casually lounging in a booth. People watching.
Or, you know, pulse watching.
So there is a vampire in the bar tonight, casually lounging in a booth. People watching.
Or, you know, pulse watching.
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He rises slowly. "If you will forgive me." He bows to Eric. "It was nice to have met you."
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Athelstan nods to Sinric.
"I'll see you soon. Eric and I have some business to continue first."
The word 'continue' was purposely chosen.
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{To here}
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He cants his head a little.
"Why?"
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"By his own declaration", Athelstan says neutrally, "the boy belongs to Ragnar and I in this place. He isn't accustomed to freedom, though we've tried to make it clear he has it here, and he needs protectors while he grows used to it." As Ragnar was for him. "And this boy, in his future, will be very important to both our lives."
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His tone is dry as the desert.
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Athelstan looks at him stonily.
"I didn't expect you to be. But he's in my protection, and Ragnar's, until he's ready to step out of it, and until then I will always interfere. Add it to my debt, if you like."
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He resents having people interfere.
And he resents being reminded of having been Bound here.
Because it makes him
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Athelstan doesn't care, and the annoyance just gets raised eyebrows.
"Conversation that made him run like a rabbit."
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"I was curious. You don't come across castrati any more. Not that kind anyway."
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...he has to grant him the first bit.
"Well, I don't say you can't talk to him, when he recovers his courage. If he'd wanted to stay, I wouldn't have dragged him away. And if the time comes that more than conversation happens... perhaps the first time I might be there with him."
It's not that he doesn't trust Eric not to go too far, more that Sinric might not cope with the pleasure other people can yet. He's already seen that.
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"Why, Athelstan? Are you suggesting a threesome with a Byzantine castrato? You've certainly come a long way."
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"I am indeed, involving all the usual if he consents." He smiles faintly. "And yes, I have."
He isn't going to tell Eric he's already had a threesome with the said Byzantine castrato, but Eric can probably tell anyway.
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He lets it slide.
"He reminds me a little of an opera singer I once knew. High strung little bitch. But tasty."
He looks nostalgic.
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Athelstan nods.
"Did you ever meet any other castratos, when it was still common practice?"
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"I never had, before Oriens. I went to Constantinople once, but..."
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"Yes, we can", he has to agree, then glances at the back door. "Shall we go outside?"
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"Let's, " he says, unfolding his long legs before getting up.
Tall and pale and looming.
"Lead the way. "
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Athelstan does, heading for the cover of the trees where no one will disturb them or likely even see them.
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