It's a sᴍᴀʟʟ ωσяℓ∂... and ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ѕмαℓℓєя (Kai!)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deven stared at the wall of the small secret room he'd been hidden in for days, consumed by sheer boredom. How long would he have to stay here? And why the heck did Rave feel the need to hide him? He wasn't that bad. With a sigh, he picked up a little pebble that someone must have tracked in on the tread of their shoe and tossed it into the air, then caught it again.

In the underground lair of the Unseelie Court, Nyric stood with his arms behind his back, carefully watching the face of his father. Nyric's expression was blank, unreadable. He was ready to act on whatever his father ordered. He was a good little son that way.

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"You have been tracking him, yes?" The short haired brunette older male asked as he looked at his son, chin resting in his hand, his elbow set upon the arm of his chair. His ice blue eyes were narrowed in thought, pearly whites clenched with tension.

Rave entered his room, sighing and plopping on his bed with exhaustion before he stood and shuffled over to the secret room. He opened the door before shuffling back to his bed and plopping down again.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric nodded curtly. "Yes, of course," he said. "Just as you ordered, father."

Deven heard the faint creak as the door opened and let the pebble fall to the ground. After pushing himself to his feet, he wandered toward the door and out into Rave's room. "So, you finally decided to let me out of my crate?"

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"And, what have you learned?"

"Don't act like that or you'll go right back in," Rave grumbled into his pillow, shifting so that his legs weren't trying to bring him onto the floor due to gravity. "You know you're in there so that my people don't try to kill you in the most gruesome of ways. Unless you'd like to have your body torn limb from limb?"

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric's lip curled up in a sneer, the first emotion he'd shown. It was there for a second and then gone the next. His face was back to its usual blank stare. "Laeric and him... aren't getting along particularly well. Laeric is too violent with him. If he goes much further, I fear Rave might be able to convince his mother to call of the marriage." He paused, and then continued, "Also, there is a mundane boy that Rave seems very interested in."

Deven winced. "No, no, that's fine," he said holding up his hands. "I enjoy having my body fully intact."

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The male hummed, fingertips tapping quietly against his lips. "A mundane, hmm?" His eyes narrowed. "That would certainly get Rave banished, should his mother," he clenched his teeth, "find out."

Rave grunted and continued to lay there. "Hungry?"

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric tilted his head slightly. "Yes. Yes, it would."

"Starving," Deven said eagerly. Although, the fact that he couldn't eat faerie food without getting stuck in the court was beyond his knowledge.

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"That can either be a great advantage for us or a horrible disadvantage. If he's banished he could be sent to the mortal realm, where we have issues going. However... If he gets banished and kept in our realm... We could take him in." He was thinking aloud while scratching soundlessly at the stubble on his chin.

Rave smirked. "You'll have to wait then." For some strange reason he had always loved torturing people, whether they were a faerie or a mundane... It just gave him a good rise.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric nodded. "How can we ensure that he isn't banished to the mortal realm?" he asked.

Deven's face fell. "What?" he practically croaked. "But..."

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"Make Laeric stop being such a f-cking b-stard to my son." The male looked at his oldest son. "Or else it'll be his head."

"If you eat anything here, you can't leave. And that's certainly not what I want. So until the portal opens..." He shrugged, sitting up and looking at him.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric nodded. "Of course, Father," he said. "I will speak with him."

"How long will that take?" Deven asked in a whiney voice.

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"Be sure to make it quick." He hummed, eyes narrowed.

Rave shrugged. "Whenever I see that it's open."

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nyric dipped his head to his father. "It will be done."

"You don't know when it will open?" Deven asked.

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"Well, I'm pretty sure it'll open tomorrow, so you won't have to wait too long. But as for when... I'm not sure."

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Oh, good," Deven said, his dark eyes lighting up. It was adorable. "I'm so hungry."

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Rave hummed and rolled onto his side.

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deven sighed and sat down on the floor by the door to the room.

Not too far away, in Laeric's chambers, the faerie was talking to Nyric through an enchanted mirror. Really, he was being scolded. His rage was spiking. Scolded, by an faerie who was centuries younger than him! It was ridiculous. But he had to listen to him because he was the son of Laeric's boss.

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[ /shrug sure. we need something busy to happen. xD ]

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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Sorry. I meant we should end the other one. I edited my post, too)

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[ oh, ok xDD yeah, let's do that :3 and let's busy this one up cx ]

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