Sounds about right, if he was being honest. Nyx keeps his hands behind his back, spine straight and shoulders tense, forcing himself to not shuffle beneath Laurent's searching gaze. Veretians being Veretians, very few of the people who approached Laurent did so with only a single objective in mind, but flirtation could account for a good number of them. In the past, Nyx had had to chase off overly persistent suitors and lustful rakes with an eye to adding the young prince as to notch to their belts, but always with Auguste's blessings and Laurent's thankful expression to spur him on. But now...?
Laurent is of age, after all-- what if he took a liking to one of his fellow nobles? What if he wanted some privacy of his own, without the King's hound dogging his heels?
"I don't presume to know His Majesty's intentions." Said stone-faced, about as close to agreement as he can manage without confirming anything outright. Auguste wants to grant me a title and strip me of everything I worked for, everything I protect. Earned, my ass. I want to protect you, but not like this. "I..." Nyx looks away, unable to hold Laurent's gaze. "This wouldn't be by my choice."
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Sounds about right, if he was being honest. Nyx keeps his hands behind his back, spine straight and shoulders tense, forcing himself to not shuffle beneath Laurent's searching gaze. Veretians being Veretians, very few of the people who approached Laurent did so with only a single objective in mind, but flirtation could account for a good number of them. In the past, Nyx had had to chase off overly persistent suitors and lustful rakes with an eye to adding the young prince as to notch to their belts, but always with Auguste's blessings and Laurent's thankful expression to spur him on. But now...?
Laurent is of age, after all-- what if he took a liking to one of his fellow nobles? What if he wanted some privacy of his own, without the King's hound dogging his heels?
"I don't presume to know His Majesty's intentions." Said stone-faced, about as close to agreement as he can manage without confirming anything outright. Auguste wants to grant me a title and strip me of everything I worked for, everything I protect. Earned, my ass. I want to protect you, but not like this. "I..." Nyx looks away, unable to hold Laurent's gaze. "This wouldn't be by my choice."