Post by Kitty on Mar 3, 2011 11:28:41 GMT -5
He'd done his best to send a fancy letter to his father at the Court of clubs to request a bit of his time, but he hadn't quite gotten the nice things he would have had. The stationary he'd been able to acquire had been a little wrinkled and stained, although it looked like it had been pretty at one point, and the envelope wasn't much better. It was just such a task to get even that when he had no interest in actual interaction with people, not anymore. They looked at him strangely, often times with disgust or fear .... he couldn't stomach much of that.
But he missed his family, desperately. There were so many times that he'd regretted stealing his tooth from his mother's possession and cutting off any and all communication to them for this many years. He had no clue about both his parents having other children, no idea that Casanova worked in the courts right under their father, nothing. He didn't think they'd be expecting his changes either. Well, they might be expecting his new colors, he was certain his mother would have mentioned something about that, and his feathered wings.... both parents had seen those. Everything else though, well, that had developed in the years after Vesper had walked out on him. He was still bitter about that, but living the life as a hermit sanded the edges of his anger down to dull points. He'd even be happy to see her.
The letter had asked the King to meet him just outside the court grounds at night, and to send along an invitation to his brother if it was possible, but no one else. He wanted to make his visits on his own time and not overwhelm himself with people all at once.
So here he waited, hidden, for his father to arrive. He fiddled with his feather tie using his bony fingers to release a bit of nervous energy. He wasn't at all certain how this was going to go.
