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[h1][color=D2691E]Farim[/color] & [color=#8A2D28]Saiya[/color][/h1]
Mentions: Saiya [@Tae], Layla [@Potter], Munir [@FunnyGuy], Mayet [@13org]
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Farim had left the entrance hall along with the others, but had taken note of Mayet’s words. He knew his cousin was rather hot-blooded but she wasn’t stupid. Her viewpoint held some truths and he knew that there was likely some weird conspiracy of sorts going on. However, as he was, he lacked the means, the power, or the motivation to look further into it, so long as his family was truly safe at the end of the day. He would still keep a sharp eye out for potential threats and dangers. He nodded towards Mayet and quietly excused himself back to the guest house for some preliminary discussions he felt needed to be had.

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Farim made his way in a carriage, a silent ride with his father that was likely due to Hafiz’s own internal scheming and ruminations. With what seemed like a rather dull and uninteresting ride back, Farim stepped from the carriage and went into the main lobby of the guest house. The familiar doorway gave him a slight flashback to the way it was last night, only Saiya still in the fireplace wearing a beautiful gown that Farim couldn’t help but point out was much more revealing than she’d typically enjoy. He smirked at the memory, and looked around to see her, yet again, in the main lobby. She seemed to be in a slight hurry, walking briskly along and almost straight into him as he reached his hands out to grasp her arms.

[color=D2691E]”Woah, Saiya! Always in such a rush. Is everything okay?”[/color] He chuckled while speaking to her in a slightly teasing manner. He scanned her facial expression for a moment, not sensing anything weird outright but wanting to make sure she hadn’t been given a hard time while he was in the entrance hall. [color=D2691E]”If you aren’t too busy, may we talk in private? I have some questions if I may.”[/color] He relinquished his slight grip on her, patting her sleeves for a moment and stepping back to give her some space.

Saiya had been so focused on heading out from the guest house, from the letter she held in her hands that she wished to send to Prince Auguste, that she hadn’t entirely noticed Farim until he grasped her. She blinked up at him for a moment, but then a soft smile crossed over her face. [color=#8A2D28]”Everything is perfectly fine, my dearest Farim.”[/color] She said with a small nod, knowing here wasn’t the place to say anything more than that. She’d expected him wishing to speak eventually, she just wasn’t sure when it would happen. She glanced at the letter once before back up to him. [color=#8A2D28]”Of course, I’m never too busy for you. Where would you wish to go to speak?”[/color]

He felt a slight smirk run across his face, and although he wouldn’t admit it, a faint rush of color to his cheeks. [color=D2691E]”Dearest, huh? You flatter me so. But come, we have a good amount to discuss.”[/color] He gestured for her to follow him, leading her to the door of his quarters. His falcon, Thara, would squawk and caw at his arrival, followed by his shushing gesture as he locked the main door and moved to let the bird out of its cage. He let her rest on his wrist, her talons only just barely scratching along his skin as he rubbed the back of his finger against her feathers. [color=D2691E]”It is okay, Thara. No need for hysterics…..Now, Saiya….what have you told who about last night?”[/color] He calmed the falcon down and turned his attention to her, giving her his full attention while still casually petting his pet bird.

The color in Farim's cheeks would have gone unnoticed by most, but to Saiya's perceptive eye she caught it. There was a brief moment of confusion as she was unsure why her words would have caused such a thing. She then realized that calling him 'dearest' could be interpreted in many different ways. A slight blush of her own crossed her cheeks before she followed him to his private chambers.

She gave Thara a calm smile, doing her best to help calm the bird, as she patiently waited for Farim to calm her. Once he had turned his attention to her, she opened her mouth to speak. [color=#8A2D28]"I have told the Sultan the most and I have told him only the truth. The others had received an invitation, I was told about it and opted to wait for you, then I brought you there. After that everything gets fuzzy. I know I didn't have a drink, yet somehow I still don't remember much. It is odd. I also told Hafiz that I don't remember anything."[/color] She explained to him with a small shrug, but it was obvious that she was concerned about not remembering things.

Farim nodded at her explanation, still using the back of his hand to brush Thara’s feathers as he listened to her experience. [color=D2691E]”I am unsure if I partook in drinks, but knowing me I likely did. So it’s interesting that we ended up with the same result…”[/color] Farim pondered a moment before setting Thara onto his bed. [color=D2691E]”Then if I am asked, I shall share the truth, since it seems no one will have your head for it. I have no idea what [i]he[/i] plans to do, but be careful and if you sense danger, please let me know.”[/color] He gets up from his bed, likely followed by a slight coo from his bird as he walks over to Saiya to embrace her for a moment. His hand patted her shoulder before he stood back and spoke again, slightly more upbeat. [color=D2691E]”I do not wish to take up too much of your time. You seemed busy after all, but I will still leave you a seat at the Gossamer for a while should you decide to join me for brunch there.”[/color] He moved to open the door, waiting to see if she had much more to say before throwing the door open.

[color=#8A2D28]”Oh I’m sure he has nothing good planned, but as always I shall always let you know if I hear anything or sense anything.”[/color] She said as she embraced him back before turning towards the door. She tapped the letter on her hand for a moment as she grinned at Farim. [color=#8A2D28]”Perhaps I will join you in a bit, for now, though, I must see a prince about a date.”[/color] She said with a small giggle as she waved the letter around before heading out the door and heading towards the castle to find someone to deliver said letter to Prince Auguste.

Farim nodded, a smirk on his face as he opened the door and spoke softly. [color=D2691E]”Then don’t keep the lover boy waiting. I will see you soon enough…Go! Have fun!”[/color] He would watch her leave his quarters and question himself for a moment. [color=D2691E][i]Why are you reading so much into it, Farim? Surely you aren’t jealous. You are above such notions. Yet why does it feel weird when she mentions….forget it. I will drive myself crazy thinking about it.[/i][/color]

He turned to see a nearby servant coming from another direction. He ushered them in and politely asked them to simply check on Thara every once in a while until he returned, placing a small token of his gratitude in their palm in the form of two gold coins. [color=D2691E]”I don’t want to alarm folks with Thara but I do not wish to keep her locked up all day. Could you watch over her today until I am back? Just for a few hours while I grab some food.” [/color]. He respected the people that diligently waited on their every need and want, and only wished to provide some level of courtesy to a rather thankless job.

The servant meekly nodded before peaking into the room to see Thara peacefully sitting on the bed, not a worry in sight. He quickly took the coins into his pocket and bowed to Farim, causing a slight bit of embarrassment to wash over the man as he assured him that the pleasantries weren’t necessary. Farim gave a slight bow of his own before asking the man if he had seen Munir or Layla. The servant nodded and mentioned neither had left their room this morning, save for a brief outburst for Layla. Farim figured Munir would be out cold knowing his cousins 'party hard' lifestyle. But, Farim nodded and took note as he thought to himself. [color=D2691E][i]Perhaps Layla could use some…friendly company for a change today.[/i][/color] He thought as he made his way out the door and towards an available carriage. He beckoned a nearby driver over and asked to be taken to the Gossamer, ready to finally have his first meal of the day.
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