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Time had changed too much.
War brought him in, made him realise the full extent of his potential and how right he was to pursue training his magical gift to become his own weapon and no longer the volatile explosive he had wished to succumb to being. He tried to chase love, only to realise his heart was never in it. The human he became in the time after graduating from an Academy that nearly pulled him apart... Rhidian wanted to change for a better version of himself.
He stayed in Vel Castere. Looked to the Knights, an order that was more than just being carted around Vel Anir as a Guard. Trained within the Bloodwater until he realised he did not wish to be part of a squad that collected those with devastating power.
Rhidian needed nearly two years from graduating to realise he was not a weapon, that he was his own person before falling into the pathway of becoming a Guard like the rest of his family. He was his own man, and he was his own voice.
The Dragonsbane were not just a squad, but a home he could be comfortable finiding himself in. He had trust and confidence to search within himself, to let routine take root. A year later, and Rhidian saw just how things had changed... but it also gave him time to grow past all the space people left in his life.
"Trust me, I know she would like some fruit with her sweet bread and butter." Rhidian grinned, watching Cook plate the breakfast Rhidian had tasked himself into organising and planned to deliver. "And honey. Don't forget the honey."
"You're asking a lot." Said Cook, but the humour and good natured comment could be heard... or at least that was how Rhidian heard it.
His grin grew wider. "I already promised you I would clean the kitchen after you have cooked for everyone, and that is not just out of the goodness of my own heart. Besides, I am trying to slowly get the little bird to be more comfortable and eat at the table with us more." It took him nearly a few weeks to even get Sam's sister to even smile at him without her lips quivering with unease. Rhidian liked to think himself as a nice, cuddly bear like the soft one he had as a boy... but he could see why she would be hesitant to let him through the door some days. His height and body composition grew, and no longer was he just some fit and lanky boy at the Academy, but now a tall and honed Knight with the muscles to show for it. Even if equipped with his charming grins, it was not enough to make him look disarming.
With the prepared plate ready to be delivered, Rhidian took the stairs slowly instead of bounding loudly up every second or third step. Sound carried a lot in this house, and he still did not wish to upset the little bird named Anja Traue that now occupied the rooms Davi had claimed. He had a room here too, the ones that used to belong to Elias, but Rhidian knew it was Sam's way of telling him to continue his hard work. She had done so much for him, had brought him in to her circle and helped him past all his doubts and false confidences. Without her... Rhidian knew he would give up this person he wished to become.
It was why he did not question, did not argue, when she trusted him to watch over the only blood she cared for.
"Anja." He called at the door, a fist lifting to lightly knock his knuckles against the wood. "I hope you are up. I got you some breakfast."
War brought him in, made him realise the full extent of his potential and how right he was to pursue training his magical gift to become his own weapon and no longer the volatile explosive he had wished to succumb to being. He tried to chase love, only to realise his heart was never in it. The human he became in the time after graduating from an Academy that nearly pulled him apart... Rhidian wanted to change for a better version of himself.
He stayed in Vel Castere. Looked to the Knights, an order that was more than just being carted around Vel Anir as a Guard. Trained within the Bloodwater until he realised he did not wish to be part of a squad that collected those with devastating power.
Rhidian needed nearly two years from graduating to realise he was not a weapon, that he was his own person before falling into the pathway of becoming a Guard like the rest of his family. He was his own man, and he was his own voice.
The Dragonsbane were not just a squad, but a home he could be comfortable finiding himself in. He had trust and confidence to search within himself, to let routine take root. A year later, and Rhidian saw just how things had changed... but it also gave him time to grow past all the space people left in his life.
"Trust me, I know she would like some fruit with her sweet bread and butter." Rhidian grinned, watching Cook plate the breakfast Rhidian had tasked himself into organising and planned to deliver. "And honey. Don't forget the honey."
"You're asking a lot." Said Cook, but the humour and good natured comment could be heard... or at least that was how Rhidian heard it.
His grin grew wider. "I already promised you I would clean the kitchen after you have cooked for everyone, and that is not just out of the goodness of my own heart. Besides, I am trying to slowly get the little bird to be more comfortable and eat at the table with us more." It took him nearly a few weeks to even get Sam's sister to even smile at him without her lips quivering with unease. Rhidian liked to think himself as a nice, cuddly bear like the soft one he had as a boy... but he could see why she would be hesitant to let him through the door some days. His height and body composition grew, and no longer was he just some fit and lanky boy at the Academy, but now a tall and honed Knight with the muscles to show for it. Even if equipped with his charming grins, it was not enough to make him look disarming.
With the prepared plate ready to be delivered, Rhidian took the stairs slowly instead of bounding loudly up every second or third step. Sound carried a lot in this house, and he still did not wish to upset the little bird named Anja Traue that now occupied the rooms Davi had claimed. He had a room here too, the ones that used to belong to Elias, but Rhidian knew it was Sam's way of telling him to continue his hard work. She had done so much for him, had brought him in to her circle and helped him past all his doubts and false confidences. Without her... Rhidian knew he would give up this person he wished to become.
It was why he did not question, did not argue, when she trusted him to watch over the only blood she cared for.
"Anja." He called at the door, a fist lifting to lightly knock his knuckles against the wood. "I hope you are up. I got you some breakfast."
