Edmund had no idea how close and simultaneously far he was to bonding with Al. He'd been glad for their growing friendship, unquestionably, but as far as he was concerned, Al just wasn't interested in anything more. There was no use bringing it up, really. Al knew how he felt. If anything changed, he was counting on Al to tell him. Otherwise, he had enough respect for the kind, honest man that he'd gotten to know to not push where he wasn't wanted.
Still, he knew enough of Al to know when something was off. He didn't know what but he had a sinking feeling it was something to do with Rythern. Edmund couldn't ignore the warning signs, just in case Al suspected something that could prove important, even deadly. Before he took the prince to his bed, surely it would be wise to hear out his steward for the evening.
"Pray excuse me," he said with a slow sweep of lashes along his cheek, glancing up at the tall honey-skinned prince on his arm, "but I must take my leave of you for a few moments, to attend to some business with my steward. I will make all haste to return to you. Do not stray far?"
He squeezed Rythern's arm, then released it and turned to take Al by the elbow, guiding him over to a corner of the ship behind the wings of the swan carved on her bows. "What's wrong?" he said under his breath, his eyes dark and intent on Al's face. "Is it the prince? What have you seen or heard?"
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Date: 2016-08-29 02:57 am (UTC)Still, he knew enough of Al to know when something was off. He didn't know what but he had a sinking feeling it was something to do with Rythern. Edmund couldn't ignore the warning signs, just in case Al suspected something that could prove important, even deadly. Before he took the prince to his bed, surely it would be wise to hear out his steward for the evening.
"Pray excuse me," he said with a slow sweep of lashes along his cheek, glancing up at the tall honey-skinned prince on his arm, "but I must take my leave of you for a few moments, to attend to some business with my steward. I will make all haste to return to you. Do not stray far?"
He squeezed Rythern's arm, then released it and turned to take Al by the elbow, guiding him over to a corner of the ship behind the wings of the swan carved on her bows. "What's wrong?" he said under his breath, his eyes dark and intent on Al's face. "Is it the prince? What have you seen or heard?"