children talk. It serves Qifrey a good distraction, apparently, as before they know it, they arrive at the aviary.)
"You will have to introduce me to those friends of yours, should we ever cross each other's paths again."
(โฆUnder the ocean? With how aggitated Qifrey looks, Deanreldy is inclined to believe he's not lying. Especially when the mention of water is brought up.)
(Despite the amount of talking, Deanreldy allows him to run the course even if the rest of the information is fluffy +
โ under the ocean . it's the ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ต . everyone always says that the spells are strong and the most basin won't collapse but it looks so weak . i hate water . it's . . . eugh . โ
{ quick to take up the offer , or perhaps eager to talk , he
FOLLOW SWEET CHILDREN, . .
IโLL SHOW THEE THE WAY. . .
โ โโ ยปยป โโ ๐ฎ โโ ยซยซ โ โโ
THROUGH ALL THE PAIN AND
THE ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ .โ
I HAVE NO USE FOR RINGS OF GOLD . .
I CARE NOT FOR YOUR. . .
โ โโ ยปยป โโ โ๏ธ โโ ยซยซ โ โโ
POETRY, I ONLY WANT
YOUR HAND TO ๐๐๐๐ .โ
"To the aviary. Let's go write that letter. While we walk, how about you tell me about yourself, little witch?"
(Deanreldy sends a curious look Qifrey's way.)
"Earlier you mentioned an ocean. Is that where you live? On an island?"
(Kids and their tendency to ignore manners, ah, what exactly did Beldaruit teach him? Deanreldy wondered. At least Qifrey wasn't outright disrespectful.)
"Just make a simple snack,"
(He ordered the chef, turning to guide Qifrey by hovering his hand behind the boy's head.) +
{ Qifrey was quick to speak up , first a mumble, then, upon the realisation that neither the chefs nor the king himself heard what he had requested , he cleared his throat and tried again }
โ anything . i eat anything . i don't mind . iโm . . . tired ,
"Request whatever it is you'd like to eat and the chefs will make it for you. They'll bring it to us when they're done."
(He encouraged with a small nod towards the head chef who was now waiting for Qifrey.)
"Unless you'd like to be surprised, that is."
(Deanreldy laughs, light and melodic but nowhere near mocking the discomfort Qifrey was currently expressing.)
"Very well, but it doesn't hurt to have a doctor look, no? Either way, the decision remains yours. I won't press any further."
(Obviously, Qifrey was a child who +
โ uhm . โ
{ there is a hesitation , only then . while the remaining eye drank in the surroundings , it held a weariness that came only from a matter personal . seems the eye was a touchy topic , no matter how roughly he scratched at it . }
"It should take an hour or so, give or take."
(He hummed as they continued to make their way. It took quite a bit of walking, but Deanreldy eventually led Qifrey to the kitchen. The chefs immediately perked up at his arrival, but Deanreldy kept his attention mostly on Qifrey.) +
in commoners as he frequently treats them, but he is quite certain Qifrey is getting a few looks, given his attire and appearance in general. All it takes for their attention to divert elsewhere is a quick disapproving glance from Deanreldy.)
(Deanreldy noticed how Qifrey rubbed at his eye that was covered by a fringe of hair.)
"I'll be sending a carrier pigeon to inform him, but it will likely take some time before he is able to get here. In the meanwhile, how about you tell me about that eye of yours?" +
{ Qifrey followed , reminiscing more a waddling duck than anything , as they approached , the child began unconsciously rubbing at the eye his hair hid- or . the eye that was missing , if memory was correct . frowning , as if it itched or was bothering him . }
(He prompted with an easygoing smile, no pressure intended.)
"I may be able to help you if you are injured. I am a medical professional, after all."
(Deanreldy states. He takes off the cloak after they make it past the gates, the guards know not to question him when he takes +
of his head, beginning to guide him further into castle grounds, where the buzzing of magic negation radiated throughout the air.)
"Beldaruit isn't here. To my knowledge, he's back at your home."
(He glances beside him towards Qifrey, trying to read the expression of the kid.)
"Don't worry, we'll make it quick. I'll have to inform Beldaruit of your whereabouts regardless, so you'll see him soon."
(Deanreldy reassured, only to pull his hood further over his head and tuck in more stray strands of blond hair. He beckoned Qifrey to follow with a nod +
โ oh . i uhm , i have to get to my Master soon , so if it won't take too long . . . โ
{ Qifrey looked at Deanreldy with a curious , tilted head . there was some caution , as if remembering he essentially was talking to a very powerful stranger ,
โ Deanreldy is still limited on what he can do (for now) when it comes to witches and leaving his castle. Who's to say what will happen in the future though :)