Blood-Forged

200 and some odd years ago...

Eun pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, “I would like to meet this Xora nobleman now.”

Kliali snorted, “you don’t really.” It was clear the presumptuous words were supposed to be quiet but Kliali didn’t have the quietest whisper. Eun and Ka’shin’lai were gracious and didn’t comment. Uling lightly smacked him on the arm and Ves’hil’n...

Well, Ves’hil’n was never one to hold his tongue.

“Do you not like him?”

Much to their chagrin Ka’shin’lai and Eun’s reactions were in sync though Eun pinched the bridge of his nose a bit harder than the Crown Prince.

Despite Uling’s deathly glare, Kliali seemed all to happy to air his grievances with a wry, forced grin, “oh no, I like him well enough, it’s just that he’s decided to hate Uling and I for ridiculous reasons and somehow believes himself to be above us despite being the clear weakest link.”

“Kliali-” Uling hissed but before her reprimand could continue, Ves’hil’n tilted his head to the side, dark brows rising slightly and asked...

“Weakest link? Is this truth or irritation speaking?” Ves’hil’n’s open, unflinching gaze moved from Kliali to Uling.

“Truth,” Kliali answered without hesitation.

Uling’s jaw tightened and she tucked some stray, black hairs behind her ear, “all those in my visions are necessary.”

Kliali rolled his eyes and jabbed Uling lightly in the ribs then hooked his arm around her shoulders and dragged her in close. With a chuckle, he said, “sure, sure he’s very necessary... Still the weakest link.”

Ka’shin’lai stiffened a little and the display, though the only one watching his reaction was Eun.

Uling huffed and blew away the strands of hair that had fallen into her face after Kliali’s jostling.

Finally, Eun spoke again, reluctantly taking his eyes off the Crown Prince and even more reluctantly not glancing at Ves’hil’n as he fixed his gaze on Uling and Kliali again, “all the same... I would like to meet him.”