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Baise watched the tiny breeze ruffle Jude’s hair and saw the boy’s eyes go wide with delighted awe. It warmed something in him that travel seldom touched. He inclined his head to Clementine. "Then I suspect Elbion owes more to you than it realises," he said. "If the vines climbing my window...

Baise’s mouth curved into something warmer than amusement this time. There was a spark of respect in his eyes, the kind one might give a creature of grace and mystery rather than novelty. There was also suspicion. He might have been more comfortable around the fae since leaving the Courts, but...

Baise lifted his hands in a placating gesture, the corners of his mouth tugging upward as the pixie fluttered before him in a flurry of wings and indignation. Jude’s quiet laugh broke the moment’s tension, the sound bright enough to make Baise’s smile soften. "Forgive us," he said, voice calm...

Baise hadn’t meant to pause at the windowsill. He had only stopped because Jude had tugged at his sleeve, pointing toward the narrow street lined with pots and cracked clay jars overflowing with greenery. For years, Baise had avoided any contact with the fae realms. Theirs was a world that...

Baise tilted his head at Kaz’s grin, his lips curving faintly in answer though he said nothing at first. There was a kind of pleasure in letting the silence stretch, letting the larger man’s amusement and scrutiny wash over him. Baise arched one eyebrow and made a soft hum before they...

Baise’s laugh was soft and genuine. He didn't startle Jude as the boy darted a few paces ahead. Baise fell easily into step beside Kaz, coat catching the morning light in threads of scarlet stitching. “You’d be surprised,” he replied smoothly, glancing up at the towering man with an expression...

Baise had to crane his neck to look up at Kazar. His eyes widened just a fraction. He didn't give away a lot with his expression. Not because he was hiding anything, but because the decision at hand wasn't exciting enough to warrant an emotional reaction. He set Jude gently back on the ground...

A raven flapped it's wings above Kaz on the wall. A second appeared and cawed at the first. Then came the third, landing between the pair and giving a sharp admonishment. Their feathers caught more sunlight and reflected colour, but Kaz might recognise them. "Good morning!" called Baise. He...

Baise enjoyed a good mystery. Most of the time that was a malignant spirit or chaotic magic that was out of hand. It could be a person too. Everyone had secrets, but not everyone was interesting. Admittedly, Baise knew himself well enough to admit that handsome and interesting was more appealing...

“A courtier? You don't dress well enough," Baise declared. Jude rolled his eyes. He knew the tone of his adopted father trying to cause mischief through word play. "Not a common labourer. Perhaps a commander of a mercenary company?" Baise took a more serious guess. "Maybe a force camped...

"I've come from the west," Baise said. He was deliberately vague. "Jude and I travel around these days, but we were going to buy some supplies to head north. First to the town of Mattis and then on to Belgrath. We want to take the portal stone." He grinned at Jude who had made a good start...

Baise paused at the edge of the table. The man's stare was rather fierce, for just a moment. Baise was perfectly capable of being disarming, especially for such well construction individuals, but perhaps not when the tavern was listening. Baise smiled politely and took his chair. He slid one...

The atmosphere in the room settled down. Baise could still feel eyes on him, but the voices returned to their own conversations. He felt out of place and uncomfortable. Baise reminded himself that he had been through far worse. A mortal plaything in a fae realm was much further from safety...

Baise grimaced. He glanced across his shoulder. "I fed those things a scrap of bread and the stupid things..." Caw! "...the stupid things followed me in. Get the door please Jude." The three ravens flapped out of the door when Baise waved his hands at them. When the locals were being...

Avoiding the use of magic was easy enough. Baise had gone for a very long time without having any power over it. He had been in the fae realms for hundreds of years mastering his arts as a warlock for his lover. He was still out there, but Baise had turned his back on the courts after everything...