"Tomorrow, I peel grapes," Nyx replies with a chuckle. "And I'm afraid you've discovered my secret that I'm not good for much else."
Expression sobering somewhat, he picks up a tiny nut-filled cookie from the tray, examining it in his hands. "I will need time to speak with Orias, to brief him and do some training on his [...] new duties as Captain of the Guard. The men will need to be told as well. Best that I handle it personally."
His voice is matter of fact, as Nyx tries to ignore the faint pang in his chest, the keen sense of... loss. He thought he'd found his place here in Vere, and for over ten long years he'd served at Auguste's side. And now, all of a sudden, everything is changing.
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Expression sobering somewhat, he picks up a tiny nut-filled cookie from the tray, examining it in his hands. "I will need time to speak with Orias, to brief him and do some training on his [...] new duties as Captain of the Guard. The men will need to be told as well. Best that I handle it personally."
His voice is matter of fact, as Nyx tries to ignore the faint pang in his chest, the keen sense of... loss. He thought he'd found his place here in Vere, and for over ten long years he'd served at Auguste's side. And now, all of a sudden, everything is changing.