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The King and his Knight (O/O) [CLOSED] {M}

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Nox cawed in thanks, gobbling up the cherry with gusto. While Rhys was slow to warm up to people, his raven was quite the people-bird, always interacting with someone that would give him attention. Once the cherry was devoured, he tucked himself under her chin in a brief, hug-like gesture, then flew around the garden, always circling back to Kerta.

Rhys finished his food, and just in time, as a servant approached him to take away the food. He glanced over at the guard, then pulled the servant down and whispered something in their ear. The servant nodded quickly and scurried away. Rhys stretched out with a yawn, then stood up and searched the grounds of the usual herd of deer.

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Kerta smiled softly at the bird flying around. She wished she could have a pet like that, but unfortunately the castle cat would have to do, even though he had his own agenda most of the time.

Seeing the Prince get up and move, she drifted towards him, but not so close that he would feel like she was hovering. Kerta recalled him not liking it, and it was in her best interest to not do what his obvious dislikes. She didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable around her; they were going to be seeing a rather lot of each other and she’d rather them be comfortable than on their toes all the time.

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Rhys knew the knight was following him, but he didn't verbally object as he ducked under tree branches and wondered around, turning his head this way and that in search of the herd. They usually came out right about now. Could it be because of the knight? Unlikely, as they never showed any signs of being shy around humans, but very well a possibility. Deer also didn't exactly have a sense of time like humans did, so it was also possible they just were running a bit late.

He didn't mask what he was doing, but he didn't announce it to the world, either. If the knight wanted to know what he was doing, she could ask and get a 'you'll see' in answer. The deer here were almost magical, in a sense. The herd has been around the castle grounds for generations, and there always seems to be at least one albino one in it. Rhys didn't concern himself with the probability of that happening, simply let himself admire the gentle creatures.