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[h2]Kasper Mirandola[/h2]
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Maya had been very friendly in her reception of Kasper. The Doumercène greeting made his smile real, and her compliments on his appearance even elicited a slight blush from the usually collected youth. The prince hadn't immediately responded to his question, so Kasper instead followed his glance back to the other's group. Though instead of watching the templar as Lucas did, his eyes returned unconsciously back to Maya, who was hugging Tyler and getting more pictures taken. She was certainly a formidable woman. Obviously she had affected him somewhat, but he did stop to wonder how much of her persona was genuine. Zacharie had been dutifully tailing him til now, but he noticed that his templar had not followed him to the altar. He stood there now chatting with Ionna, hardly glancing back towards his charge.

Finally, the prince answered him. Kasper turned his gaze back towards Lucas at once, though it took him a moment to process what he'd heard. [i]'He leaves people... walking in pain? What exactly did he mean by that?'[/i] he wondered to himself. The juxtaposition of that sentence next to one about his new templar conjured up a rather curious image. But Kasper managed to suppress any hint of confusion from the prince's curveball, and he played along with an almost metrical response.

[b]"Well, I've heard that headstrong horses, when tamed, make the best mounts."[/b] The Scion of Shadow's golden eyes flickered back towards Tyler for the briefest of moments. [b]"But judging from the looks of him, you may well have your hands full for the time being."[/b] Kasper felt the need to pivot the conversation back towards his original intention, so he took a moment to reorient himself. He turned and leaned his lithe body against the wall next to Lucas, and swept white bangs aside with his pale fingers. When he spoke again, his voice was a bit quieter.

[b]"Yes, I'm sure that he will be quite talented with the use of the blessing, given his experience. You too, should master your sigil if you would maintain your superiority over him. After all, Incepta must have had a purpose in bestowing on us this gift."[/b] Kasper's words were toeing the line somewhat, but he judged from the Prince's self-assured attitude that he wouldn't go running off to tattle on him. [b]"My Zacharie has been a fine partner thus far,"[/b] he continued, holding out his hand and looking over his own polished fingernails. [b]"Accomplished mage though he is, he's still a novice of Shadow."[/b] On the hand that was extended, a holy symbol appeared in an inky black relief - visible at this angle only to himself and the Prince. Kasper's keen eyes watched him carefully for any response.