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Aww, so being rude was essentially his love language. It was oddly charming, but whatever, Eris wasn't in the mood to pick a fight at the moment. The idea of having such a moody pet did earn a chuckle out of him. He'd at least give Max credit for persistence, though the question of how much or how little to give remained. In his panic, he had spilled everything to the mage, so there was no dancing around it. However, unlike Varis, he didn't see Max knowing too much to be a bad thing just yet. The fact that he openly communicated with Sunny could prove advantageous if he played it right.

For now, Eris decided that at the very least he owed Max this much--if only to clear his debt from Max's initial warning from the forest. [color=ccff99]"I thought a lot about what you said on my walk to and from the Sinnenodel dorm, and I've reconsidered a few things,"[/color] He said, stretching his arms above his head. [color=ccff99]"This'll sound like more rambling, but I can promise you that everything I tell you has some form of purpose. As much as I love the sound of my own voice, what I don't like is wasting my valuable time. Long-winded it might be, only two other people in the world know that story, and now you're lucky number three."[/color]

Letting out a groan as he dropped his arms, he rubbed his shoulder. Apparently the trek through the forest took more out of him than he realized. [color=ccff99]"Unfortunately, the count had no idea what I was talking about. Part of me makes me think that your initial theory was onto something--the entire thing was designed simply to fuck with us. The only name that rang a bell was that of coincidence: Greta. He mentioned that she was Princess Nox's trainer and lover, but she had died before the forming of the Treaty."[/color]

Ruffling his hair, he seemed to lose some energy remembering the rest of the meeting. [color=ccff99]"Aside from that, the rest of the conversation was irrelevant. Pushing the attention off myself and onto the princess was my main goal, and Varis will be as ruffled as a Moon's Mirror turkey for a short while."[/color] While Eris got to spend the night licking his wounds and resisting the urge to cry. [color=ccff99]"The only part I can't figure out is the mark...I'm not sure why it would linger, but I believe I'll get closer to finding an answer once I meet with Her Highness tomorrow."[/color]

[color=ccff99]"I've also realized sending you on a wild goose chase wouldn't get you too far. Instead, I think looking into this Greta would find you more successful,"[/color] Eris continued, pocketing his phone. [color=ccff99]"Who knows, the two princesses have been at odds for some time, the possibility of winning Princess Fucks-With-Us's favor could be beneficial in the future. At the very least, it would get her off my back for a while."[/color]

Eris almost kept going, but he paused, staring at the television. Should he bring up the apology? No, the kid had the paper, if it mattered, he would have brought it up. Instead, he simply watched the actress burst into fake tears, sobbing as she watched the man she loved walk out the door into the night.

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[sub][right]Blabbing less (but still blabbing) to [@Scribe of Thoth]'s annoyance.[/right][/sub]