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A frown?
The feedback furrowed his brows in disappointment. Any measure he'd taken in bedding with the Arden had taken it's turn. Confused, Providence's head cocked in the hopes he could recover any grounds he had lost. He searched the furthest corners of her hues for an answer; a solution to replace her grief with contentment. All in the effort to gain a smile - an expression that complemented her features beautifully. Perhaps, in a desperate effort, he removed his feet off the table to better lean himself closer so that his digits could reach her cheek. He stopped mid flight however, unable to find the answer of where that idea actually came from. Providence racked his head around it, finding a possible source in every implausible closure he could conjure: Eneru. Not only had his mother given him features to resemble the incubi, but traits too? Inconceivable. Providence absolutely refused to believe such an idea.
There had to be something the Vereaux was overlooking. There just had to be...
Just when he believed fortune favored him, Caiohme struck the legacy Chance left behind for him and the aspects he felt carrying on. What a drag this conversation had turned into, exhaling the inner-turmoil Providence had been battling with in those few seconds. The Watcher's company could outright lie as stupid as it sounded and he wouldn't try testing the woman's sharp intuition again. His stare broke eye contact, simultaneously fixed on nothing, and yet, everything. "My mother... I believe you've already heard the rumors, yes? That she's far beyond Fae. Something much worse: A parasite, a monster," he began, unsure of how to follow-up. "I can't shake the feeling that somebody will put an end to her for all she's committed," Providence guessed that was good as any explanation, still very much staring at his fingers now laced with one another. "But she is my mother and I am her son. And I have to believe that somewhere within her lies a good heart. I don't believe she is what she is today without something forcing her hand to do so. She's stained our name, I am aware. My name is very important to me, y'see..." That's right. Providence was unaware of where this explanation would lead him, but every word spilled across teeth were as genuine as they jumped lips. "I don't want to go down as the son of a monster and incubus because that's all I ever felt. I want to be remembered and I want people to know just where I started whether they share my pain or not." And so concluded the Vereaux's answer, leaning back in his seat in that minute of silence in contemplated thought. Is that truly all he wished to share?
As much as Providence would love Caiohme to see his view, he couldn't say the one person beating him in his race to greatness. In all her intellect, her radiance, and extravagance, Ki was the furthest in reaching her goals. And it made him sick to believe someone could be born into greatness with little to no effort.
It was too risky, but he was sure the Arden would catch on. She was smart, as all Watcher's were and Providence would give credit where credit's due.
"Would you like to order anything?"
The Vereaux gave a shake to his head, losing whatever appetite he had in his heavy reflection of himself. Anyone could see how inquisitive the young Fae was, curious if the trait was something him and his father shared as well. The thought alone made Providence grit his teeth, just another reason to believe he was his father's son. How rich this day had been turning, never a thought of him meeting Caiohme who dared question his existence.
"I guess that's something to adore: her courage."
It beat taking a swipe at her throat. Heh! What a fucking challenge this woman presented, rewarding the Fae with a smile, proving herself to be enjoyable company as much as he believed himself to be. Probably not, but what she believed mattered not as the male had plenty to look over himself. But, for now, he allowed the woman to give him answers to his questions. Caiohme did what she had too without second guess and Providence commended her for enduring her time here. "Well, I'm glad you've found success... Just wish this conversation was over several beers so I could give cheers to you and the longing of wanting to return home as I feel the same."
A frown?
The feedback furrowed his brows in disappointment. Any measure he'd taken in bedding with the Arden had taken it's turn. Confused, Providence's head cocked in the hopes he could recover any grounds he had lost. He searched the furthest corners of her hues for an answer; a solution to replace her grief with contentment. All in the effort to gain a smile - an expression that complemented her features beautifully. Perhaps, in a desperate effort, he removed his feet off the table to better lean himself closer so that his digits could reach her cheek. He stopped mid flight however, unable to find the answer of where that idea actually came from. Providence racked his head around it, finding a possible source in every implausible closure he could conjure: Eneru. Not only had his mother given him features to resemble the incubi, but traits too? Inconceivable. Providence absolutely refused to believe such an idea.
There had to be something the Vereaux was overlooking. There just had to be...
Just when he believed fortune favored him, Caiohme struck the legacy Chance left behind for him and the aspects he felt carrying on. What a drag this conversation had turned into, exhaling the inner-turmoil Providence had been battling with in those few seconds. The Watcher's company could outright lie as stupid as it sounded and he wouldn't try testing the woman's sharp intuition again. His stare broke eye contact, simultaneously fixed on nothing, and yet, everything. "My mother... I believe you've already heard the rumors, yes? That she's far beyond Fae. Something much worse: A parasite, a monster," he began, unsure of how to follow-up. "I can't shake the feeling that somebody will put an end to her for all she's committed," Providence guessed that was good as any explanation, still very much staring at his fingers now laced with one another. "But she is my mother and I am her son. And I have to believe that somewhere within her lies a good heart. I don't believe she is what she is today without something forcing her hand to do so. She's stained our name, I am aware. My name is very important to me, y'see..." That's right. Providence was unaware of where this explanation would lead him, but every word spilled across teeth were as genuine as they jumped lips. "I don't want to go down as the son of a monster and incubus because that's all I ever felt. I want to be remembered and I want people to know just where I started whether they share my pain or not." And so concluded the Vereaux's answer, leaning back in his seat in that minute of silence in contemplated thought. Is that truly all he wished to share?
As much as Providence would love Caiohme to see his view, he couldn't say the one person beating him in his race to greatness. In all her intellect, her radiance, and extravagance, Ki was the furthest in reaching her goals. And it made him sick to believe someone could be born into greatness with little to no effort.
It was too risky, but he was sure the Arden would catch on. She was smart, as all Watcher's were and Providence would give credit where credit's due.
"Would you like to order anything?"
The Vereaux gave a shake to his head, losing whatever appetite he had in his heavy reflection of himself. Anyone could see how inquisitive the young Fae was, curious if the trait was something him and his father shared as well. The thought alone made Providence grit his teeth, just another reason to believe he was his father's son. How rich this day had been turning, never a thought of him meeting Caiohme who dared question his existence.
"I guess that's something to adore: her courage."
It beat taking a swipe at her throat. Heh! What a fucking challenge this woman presented, rewarding the Fae with a smile, proving herself to be enjoyable company as much as he believed himself to be. Probably not, but what she believed mattered not as the male had plenty to look over himself. But, for now, he allowed the woman to give him answers to his questions. Caiohme did what she had too without second guess and Providence commended her for enduring her time here. "Well, I'm glad you've found success... Just wish this conversation was over several beers so I could give cheers to you and the longing of wanting to return home as I feel the same."
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