Trodai looked on as Azar removed the gloves from his hands, half tempted to help but he wasn't sure it was such a good idea. Who knew what he had been working with. Yet below it all, he hoped the plan worked and Trodai himself didn't mess up. He couldn't afford it...not in front of Azar. Not in front of the divine, the Sith'ari. He was looking quite a state in his current condition, but in it's own way he enjoyed it. Seeing him in his element like that. He had seen the Passion and continued to see it. The Power and Strength. Just as he was passionate about his Warrior ways. Although their gifts differed, they were connected in other ways. They enjoying their work and more.
He saw the Sith'ari eyes widen at the book, happy he liked the gift. Smiling, he spoke.
"I'm glad you like it. I couldn't think of a better use for it." As Azar mentioned the fact the great palace library was thought to be lost. He chuckled. Far from it He thought, although he could see why some thought that, given the secrecy of the city. He could see a genuine smile on his Sith'ari lips, and being this close again it was enthralling. So was his eyes. That glimmer of fire.
He saw Azar smirk, a smirk he was becoming familiar with, a indication of his needs. And he was all the willing to oblige. To show his Sith'ari the affection both craved. As Trodai was taken by the wrist and tugged close, to Azar, his Sith'ar wrapping his legs around his hips, Trodai let out a audible sigh of momentary shock. Not expecting Azar to want him right there and then.
He enjoyed the excitement of it all. And the Passion to come.
Kyssiri left with the other assistants, aware of what was about to transpire. All that remained were the Grotthu to serve them. Trodai answered, smiling and growling slightly at the prospect to come.
"Your desires are my own Sith'ari. As is your will so shall I obey."
Sometime after with his own new clothes. Trodai walked with Azar, speaking.
"The library is on the way to the Gardens. Your going to love it both." he said. And so he continued to lead the his Sith'ari. Azar Kressh. Through the winding hallways and followed by the Grotthu at his command. After a while they came upon it. In front lay the library door, large as it was. It required several Grotthu to open but when it did a grand sight awaited.
Inside was a centre hall, followed by a ornate wandering stairway that led to several floors. The first floor was ordinary common books, recent history and the like. The second floor was for Pureblood history and lineage. And the third floor books of alchemy. Rare and exotic books as well.
He lead Azar inside, barring any save the Grotthu to carry any book Azar might want to keep.
"Impressive isn't it Sith'ari? It is good some think it lost with the city, l reckon. Less some take what should not be theirs. To keep them in the right hands. Help yourself to any that takes your fancy. First floor is common books, history, strategy all that. Pureblood history and lineage is the second. Alchemy is top floor. Away from prying eyes."
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He saw the Sith'ari eyes widen at the book, happy he liked the gift. Smiling, he spoke.
"I'm glad you like it. I couldn't think of a better use for it." As Azar mentioned the fact the great palace library was thought to be lost. He chuckled. Far from it He thought, although he could see why some thought that, given the secrecy of the city. He could see a genuine smile on his Sith'ari lips, and being this close again it was enthralling. So was his eyes. That glimmer of fire.
He saw Azar smirk, a smirk he was becoming familiar with, a indication of his needs. And he was all the willing to oblige. To show his Sith'ari the affection both craved. As Trodai was taken by the wrist and tugged close, to Azar, his Sith'ar wrapping his legs around his hips, Trodai let out a audible sigh of momentary shock. Not expecting Azar to want him right there and then.
He enjoyed the excitement of it all. And the Passion to come.
Kyssiri left with the other assistants, aware of what was about to transpire. All that remained were the Grotthu to serve them. Trodai answered, smiling and growling slightly at the prospect to come.
"Your desires are my own Sith'ari. As is your will so shall I obey."
Sometime after with his own new clothes. Trodai walked with Azar, speaking.
"The library is on the way to the Gardens. Your going to love it both." he said. And so he continued to lead the his Sith'ari. Azar Kressh. Through the winding hallways and followed by the Grotthu at his command. After a while they came upon it. In front lay the library door, large as it was. It required several Grotthu to open but when it did a grand sight awaited.
Inside was a centre hall, followed by a ornate wandering stairway that led to several floors. The first floor was ordinary common books, recent history and the like. The second floor was for Pureblood history and lineage. And the third floor books of alchemy. Rare and exotic books as well.
He lead Azar inside, barring any save the Grotthu to carry any book Azar might want to keep.
"Impressive isn't it Sith'ari? It is good some think it lost with the city, l reckon. Less some take what should not be theirs. To keep them in the right hands. Help yourself to any that takes your fancy. First floor is common books, history, strategy all that. Pureblood history and lineage is the second. Alchemy is top floor. Away from prying eyes."
@Sreeya
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