06-20-2024, 07:12 PM
Gideon only shrugged a little at the question, a perfect picture of innocence. Though as Hayden beckoned them on, the mischief was ill concealed behind another sip of his drink. Of course he had no intention of staying hidden – he wanted to meet this fable of a guy, not spy from the shadows. Hayden’s secret “mission” was safe, or safe enough, but his brother spoke with too much open admiration about this supposed mark to presume Gideon wouldn’t be curious enough to strike a conversation. He kissed Saelia on the cheek and murmured a promise that he would be right back.
Hayden hung back when they reached the carriage, and Gideon continued to saunter on. To yawn-worthy discovery, since there was no one to discover. A ruse perhaps, though he didn’t find he minded – or at least he was still interested in an explanation. “Tsk. Seems you lost him.” Though his lips tweaked a grin, it was an accusatory glance Gideon threw back at his brother. He shook his glass, ice tinkling. “Fortunate you’re a decent barman,” he added with a grin – for a decent spy, he implied, Hayden was not.
Hayden hung back when they reached the carriage, and Gideon continued to saunter on. To yawn-worthy discovery, since there was no one to discover. A ruse perhaps, though he didn’t find he minded – or at least he was still interested in an explanation. “Tsk. Seems you lost him.” Though his lips tweaked a grin, it was an accusatory glance Gideon threw back at his brother. He shook his glass, ice tinkling. “Fortunate you’re a decent barman,” he added with a grin – for a decent spy, he implied, Hayden was not.