The Righteous Never Falter
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Gaze seemed somewhat clouded as the Soul male gazed at the older male, wondering whether or not he wished to have this conversation right now. His subordinate had no trouble maintaining direct eye contact, and he wished pound down on it as a threat. The man before him harboured a dominant soul; The autumn painted alpha had witnessed this several times. Would there be a time when Saluce was to rise in an attempt to steal the throne? There was tension in the air, but it did not belong to Conor. He was secure where he stood, knew what to do now as he was faced with the issue. It was when he was alone that unkind thoughts returned to him, whispering treacherous words to make him lose the confidence to believe in himself.

Expression did not change as words were filtered through the frosted air. Only, when the male’s voice fell and finished did his expression turn into a hybrid between interest and dull suspicion. Gifts would always be appreciated, but Conor could not be bought. His disappointment could not be soothed by the tangible offering. There had yet to be a true need of meat since he had risen to leadership, and the issue had not been mere lack of dedication from one of his highest ranked. No, he had completely disappeared without a word, and Conor had genuinely expected more from him. The trust he had put in the dark hued brute bore cracked lines now.

”Back from where, exactly?” the orange male wondered, lilac gaze no longer consisting of soft liquid. ”You failed to attend when I desired your presence one week ago—I’d say that is not how you fulfil your obligation.” He was reluctant to let this pass by without addressing the issue. What was worse was that the cinnamon man thought that Larkspur had perhaps been right Too soft. Yes, he was too soft, and certain individuals were still not able to perceive him as anything else but a child king without control. These were issues he had to pull up with the root. Truth be told, Conor needed someone to walk alongside him, but that would have to be someone he could trust.


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