balls are {not} fun... (Fae)

[echolight4eva]

Theon furiously made his way through the crowd of dancers and out to the stables to retrieve his horse. He couldn't believe his father would think he would do something like that... but then again he could. Of course he would think that, he hated his eldest son.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

When Theon entered the stables, someone else was leaning against one of the stall gates. Nazeal glanced up and raised his eyebrows when he saw his brother. "What's got you all worked up?" he asked. Theon rarely looked please, but he looked downright stormy right then.

[echolight4eva]

Theon noticed his brother and grit his teeth. "Father," he answered simply, opening the stall where his horse was being kept. He tacked his horse and led it out, not reall wanting to talk to the brother who had taken his inheritance.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

"Understandable," Nazeal said. Despite having his father's favor, he wasn't entirely fond of the man. As he stepped away from the wall and got a better look at his brother, his eyes turned curious. Theon's hair seemed a bit messier than usual, and was that a faint smear of lipstick on the corner of his mouth? "What have you been up to?"

[echolight4eva]

Theon pulled his hand through his hair and sighed quietly. "It is much too long a story. Whatever father tells you, or what you hear, I didn't do it. It is all her fault. Filthy liar," he snarled, leading his horse outside.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Nazeal raised his eyebrows but didn't follow him. Instead, he went back into the keep, figuring he'd been hiding out in the stables long enough and that someone would start to miss him. Perhaps he could even snag his father and find out what had happened.

[echolight4eva]

Theon vaulted onto his horse and galloped away from the Venture keep, fuming angrily.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

(Now what?)

[echolight4eva]

(I'm not too sure xD)

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

(They should meet again, because it would be kind of fun. I don't know under what circumstances, though, since their parents are going to make an effort to keep him away from her)

[echolight4eva]

(Maybe in a garden in town?)

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

(Sure. That could work. Or they run into each other in the city somewhere. She could be out with a suitor or something)

[echolight4eva]

(Sure.)

Theon was out and about a few days later and his anger had boiled down to a slow, watchful anger. He was out in the marketplace, beginning to buy his weekly groceries.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae let out a sweet, tinkling laugh. She strolled through the marketplace on the arm of her latest suitor, forcing herself to be polite and charming. If she was anything less, her father wouldn't be pleased. Her hair was only partially pulled up, part of it pinned back from her face and the rest hanging down her back. She wore a simple brown dress, though a fine material, fit for walking the streets rather than attending a ball.

[echolight4eva]

Theon heard the laugh and looked around for the source. Her. His eyes narrowed angrily and got behind the couple, only a few people back from them. He wanted to talk to her.