Recent content by Paetr

"They were only pretending to work on it anyway," Paetr said with a shrug. He didn't even have the grace to look apologetic for his terrible ruse. Now she was on his side of it, he felt far more confident about the entire scheme. He looked around them and now he looked as if his own patience...

"Forbid me?" Paetr asked. He wasn't annoyed, but there was a dark stormcloud his eyes. It was a mischievous edge, not anger. He leaned away, putting some space between them. "Because making you wait is now going to be so much fun." He let that settle for a few seconds. Had she nodded...

Paetr smiled into that first, tentative kiss as she gripped him. He adored the way she clung to him, drew him down to her. She was, after all, a Lusce. She had been denied her passions for far too long. A small spark was being applied to dried kindling and soon that fire would roar. Perhaps she...

Paetr felt that flutter down low in his gut. The nervous excitement he might get in the middle of a battle. He was young by fae standards, but already many of his pursuits bored him. This one did not. He was hanging off every word. Words had a power. They had built their customs, their...

At a glance, Aeron had remained more than one turn behind them. She was still there, as they found out every time Paetr chose the wrong direction and turned back. "I should cut my way through this thing..." he muttered. Were he at home, his impatience would have ruled him - in more than one...

"Of course, I am a Lord, you can go where you wish to go. Unless we start a war with the Winter Court I suppose..." He had to be honest, at least. He looked up at the wall of hedge with mild frustration. He liked to get his way, even when it was something as simple as choosing the right...

"Oh you will, when you are made mine we will need to take plenty of time for ourselves. Just a few years to get to know one another properly after the wedding. Plenty of time for entertainment. We shall eat and drink and not leave the bedchamber until we want to sit the table for lunch,” Paetr...

"Vicious little fucks, you'd think the cwns were worse but..." Not a topic got a sheltered young woman. He was going to have to keep skirting around these until she was made his. "I enjoy both," he said. "Though I just admit I never had the patience to learn to play anything myself. I can...

"Oh yes there's..." A pause. Not that. "There's kelpie fighting. Those vicious little fucks really tear into one another. I enjoy a game of chess with my top war chiefs." Which they had all decided to let him win. "Although I miss the small things. Occasionally we ride and let the cwns...

"I should have said earlier, shouldn't I?" he asked. How creative, he thought of himself, to keep skirting around the truth. "I imagine you must know the maze off by heart now?" he asked. "Why don't we make our own entertainment then. You can find out more about me and enjoy walking with me as...

"It seems so much warmer her, hard to imagine the lake is frozen," Paetr said. "The air is quite still I suppose." He looked towards Aeron, his masked weapons master. She was stoic as ever. Quite immune to his charm somehow, which had been deeply frustrating for the first two years of her...

"You should all get out more!" Paetr declared. He took one of the biscuits offered to him. It remained in his hand as he gesticulated. "Your brother, a brave and elegant man, moved you all here for a better life. Perhaps you should all get out more. Go...convince a mortal to do something...

"Well now I am here. Even if it is just a fleeting moment to us. It is not like we can remember everything with these lives we lead. It's important we make memories that stick." Paetr was relatively young for a fey Lord. It showed. His passions burned bright. His father had a fiery temper well...

"Oh you don't need to worry. Those fucks will never get me," Paetr laughed. His laugh came to an abrupt halt. Whilst he made a point of ignoring his advisors, they had stressed - at length - that he needed to try and limit his cursing for the next few days. "Terrible business with your sister...

"So many sisters tied up in one house. I can only imagine," Paetr replied, with a shake of his head. He smirked as she tried to hide herself. "I can only hope that after thinking of me you might have relieved those frustrations for at least a little while." Paetr's views on the night court...