Choose your character! (1/1)

Chrys takes a moment, “Go on…say it.”

“It’s nothing, Chryses. . .” He whispers, taking a small step back.

Chrys hums, “Call me Chrys…” He smiles.

He looks away, nodding.

(Dudes face finally went red-)

XD

Chrys smirks, “Hm…would you like to stay out here a bit longer? Or go inside?”

He keeps his face turned away, “I. . . What do you want-?” He murmurs.

He shrugs, “Up to you…”

“I don’t know. . .” He mumbles.

Chrys smiles, “How about I show you the rest of my garden, then you can decide from there.”

He nods, quiet.

Chrys offers his arm, smiling warmly.

Rodya hesitates. Looking at his arm

Chrys stays still, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I. . .” He sighs, slowly taking his arm.

Chrys smiles and walks him through the garden, humming a soft tune.

Rodya stays quiet.

Chrys walks them through a field filled with all kinds of flowers. He smiles as he comes back to the front door. “Well…would you like a full tour of the mansion?”

Rodya looks up t the sky, “I should be getting back. I have a dinner with someone.” He makes a face, clearly not wanting to go to the dinner.

Chrys raises an eyebrow. “You look as though you don’t want to go. Why?”

Rodya shakes his head, “It’s probably a dinner with some lady my father wants me to set my sights on or something.”

Chrys scoffs, “Oh. I see.”

“What?”

Chrys shakes his head, “Nothing. Just thinking of how much of an ass you’re father seems to be.”

Rodya sighs, “He’s not an ass. Just. . . There are things that one does in society. Especially as the only son. If there were more son’s my father would probably be more lenient.”

Chrys hums, “I see…” He sighs.

Rodya sighs softly, pulling away.

Chrys looks at him. “Well…feel free to come back whenever you like.” He smiles.

Rodya nods, walking towards his horse.

Chrys hums, then sighs and walks back inside.

Rodya gets on his horse, riding back ‘home’.