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The Great Hall
@Shadow Daedalus
Seldo met Prometheus's piercing stare with his own hawkish eyes. Had the prince of Skyhaven returned fire with a verbal jab instead, Seldo may have grown an inkling respect for the man; at the very least he could appreciate the wit of such a jab. But a silent stare like this was something he expected of a lowborn, and even then only a rude one. His eyes narrowed a bit more, and he gave a slow, deliberate nod in response to Prometheus's introduction. The one thing both young men agreed on now was that neither was worth any more pleasantries.
"What was it that you wished to speak to me about?"
Seldo liked neither the tone nor the content of that remark. They were here to "mingle" and every other noble in the room seemed to understand that there was no specific matter to be discussed, especially among strangers. However, Seldo didn't think Prometheus was too stupid to understand this. No, that line was a dismissal. Before he could say anything, though, Kara spoke up on the grim prince's behalf. He was surprised to see a servant so young, but then again she didn't look that much younger than Catalina. He had to admit, that expression of hers was charming, however, the situation caused Seldo to let out a small laugh. Condescension and mockery were plainly audible as the smile crawled across his face.
Seldo took his gaze away from Prometheus and now spoke directly to Kara, his voice delightful and courteous. "Skyhaven's customs are indeed alien to me. In Forlonia a servant would never speak on behalf of a prince in public." Seldo knew very well that this was not a Skyhaven custom, but he also knew it was an even greater affront to disregard a lord and speak directly to his servant. Seldo was bearing his social fangs simply by speaking to Kara; he had no need to be rude to her, especially when she seemed to be fully aware of her prince's lack of etiquette. "Perhaps, then, you can pass a message on to your prince when he is in a more agreeable mood. Tell him that a lone wolf has fewer teeth than the pack."
With that, Seldo turned his back to both of them and began to walk away, a final insult before he moved on to a more pleasant encounter. However, he did not realize just how personal his words were. It was a simply a common idiom, and wasn't even a terribly insulting one, but to the victim of a wolf attack... Seldo was completely unaware just how biting those words could be.
