make no mistake, i don't do anything for free.

[rottings]

[ the arms of the chair don't warm under his hands, even though he's been in the throne room's antechamber for some time. more time than he would be allowed to if he were seen, anyway, but being unobtrusive is easy.

when she comes in, accompanied or not, hades is sprawling in the high-backed seat with at least a dozen rooks roosting around him. wassup.

(at least they aren't molting?) ]

Comments

[salting]

How should I know leading a god?

[rottings]

Hmph.

[ he smiles, and gets to his feet in a single fluid motion. ]

Then lead, and try.

[salting]

[ beat. ]

You lead yourself.

[rottings]

As I have done. But it would be of interest to me if you would attempt it.

[salting]

What interest?

[ if you want to watch her fall on her face... no. ]

[rottings]

What interest?

[ he parrots her without mockery. ]

Perhaps it is mine, but it might be of interest to you.

[salting]

[ considers. then, after a looong moment: ]

Very well. But I know not what I will be doing.

[rottings]

[ hades stands. he doesn't motion for her to follow, but he does wait for her at the entrance to the chamber before he speaks. ]

There's always a last time.

[salting]

You must explain.

[rottings]

As there is a first, there is an ending. You must have your own beginning, and so, an ending.

[salting]

[ I'VE COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN WHAT THE HELL IS BEING DISCUSSED. ]

You speak nonsense again.

[rottings]

[ I CAN'T REALLY REMEMBER EITHER IT'S OKAY. ]

Hmph. As you've said.

[salting]

[ a huffy, little sigh and anna continues out the room. she has work to do, ok. being a noblewoman is a lot of work!! ok, it's the politician thing that is a lot of work. anna doesn't see the difference, though. ]

[rottings]

[ so, following like a creep. he won't interrupt while she works, to be fair, and sits in a window where one is available.

countdown to when the ravens start hanging around again... ]

[salting]

[ and anna screeches, lmao. ]

My lord!