Altair smiles softly, watching as Sef and Darim talk amiably to Sibrand. He doesn’t understand much about what they’re talking about (business and schooling), but it’s good to see his sons getting along with the man taking care of them. He cleans the dishes once they’re done, bids good night to them as he retires to Sibrand’s room. When Sibrand walks in, he’s sitting in the bed, one of his books in his hands. It was a Christmas gift from Sef, a book called Game of Thrones, and it’s good.
“That food was good.”
He looks up to see Sibrand standing there in silk pajamas, and he blinks before looking back down to the book. “It’s nothing. The least I can do for you giving us a place to stay.”
“I seem to be benefitting more from this than you are.”
Altair scoffs as Sibrand climbs into the bed. “We’re getting a place to stay.”
“I’m getting a personal chef, body guard, and maid. I’m getting a new man to take over the business for me. My niece is dating a wonderful young man, so I don’t have to worry. I do think I’m getting more out of this.”
“Well, all I can say is that I’m thankful for your generosity. And your patience. I must be a wreck right now.”
“It’s okay. It must be tough.”
They’re silent a little bit more before he realizes that Sibrand has fallen asleep. He turns out the light, then puts the book down, climbs in, and falls asleep quickly. -------------------- Oh Lord, I'm so sorry for the posting fail, but this new system is fucked up, combined with all my rage about the new Prototype game, and I'm going to beat something up. T_T I hope you enjoy, dearest readers.
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“That food was good.”
He looks up to see Sibrand standing there in silk pajamas, and he blinks before looking back down to the book. “It’s nothing. The least I can do for you giving us a place to stay.”
“I seem to be benefitting more from this than you are.”
Altair scoffs as Sibrand climbs into the bed. “We’re getting a place to stay.”
“I’m getting a personal chef, body guard, and maid. I’m getting a new man to take over the business for me. My niece is dating a wonderful young man, so I don’t have to worry. I do think I’m getting more out of this.”
“Well, all I can say is that I’m thankful for your generosity. And your patience. I must be a wreck right now.”
“It’s okay. It must be tough.”
They’re silent a little bit more before he realizes that Sibrand has fallen asleep. He turns out the light, then puts the book down, climbs in, and falls asleep quickly.
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Oh Lord, I'm so sorry for the posting fail, but this new system is fucked up, combined with all my rage about the new Prototype game, and I'm going to beat something up. T_T I hope you enjoy, dearest readers.