Prince Xander of Nohr (
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raspberrylemonaid2016-09-13 12:42 am
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CMO post for Xander
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Even if the flirting had been directed at everyone, not just the pretty girls.
Either way, no one's seen him all day. The only person who might have a clue about where he's gone is Odin, who said he might be in the field of flowers they'd passed on the way to the castle.
And sure enough, that is where he's gone for the time being. It's quiet, and he can dance in peace while he tries to sort out his thoughts about what's to come next. Owain and Severa both miss Ylisse, and he does as well, but....]
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But it was clear something was on his mind- he had the same feeling from his siblings' retainers as well, but he didn't know them as well to make any assumptions. Maybe it was just nerves- aftermath of the war and everything that was going to happen now.
Or maybe it had something to do with the distant land Laslow mentioned. That he might one day return to. Xander had been honest in what he said. As long as Laslow was alive and happy he was content.
But... well, he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't miss him. Xander spent his life losing things. They were wounds he could function with. He should let him know he was there.
He *should*, but he didn't. Not right away at least]
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For his mother's ring not to go flying as he does the last turn, hitting Xander right in the head. Not that Laslow knows he's there right away]
Dammit, man, where--
[He turns and freezes]
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Ah... excuse me Laslow. I didn't mean to surprise you.
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[Because of course a woman's ring wouldn't fit Laslow perfectly. That it flies off probably says more about his hands than anything, though]
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You're lucky it didn't land in the field. You might have never seen it again.
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[He takes it from Xander delicately, slipping it back on his finger--not the wedding hand, at least, so it's obviously not something like that]
He's the one who broke the chain I used to wear it on and has so far refused to replace. But enough of that. Can I help you, my lord?
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[He takes a small breath]
I can tell your mind has been heavy as of late.
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[Dammit, he was hoping to avoid this just yet. Laslow sighs, running a hand through his hair]
Forgive me, milord. I did not intend for it to be so obvious.
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[Seriously, he's such a nuisance sometimes. Why is he Laslow's best friend?
Oh. Right]
But...yes. With the war over, I can't help but think of...other things.
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Fear not, we're alone.
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[He had known for a good while that Laslow and his companions were from a far away land. But the full details were still hidden.]
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[Past tense.]