Nyx

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot hadn't expected to be in King's Realm again so soon, but he realized that he'd left something the inn he'd stayed at that one night. The night that had changed his entire life, as far as he was concerned. So perhaps it wasn't surprising that he'd been distracted enough to leave without something.

Also this time he didn't really give a shit about people knowing who he was. He wasn't wearing a crown or anything, but he was dressed as he usually did. And he didn't have a bodyguard or anything with him, because frankly, he was more likely to be assassinated in his own castle. He could take care of himself.

He walked back into the inn and looked around, not seeing Hex. So he went up to the bar. "Hi there," he said pleasantly to the person there with his back turned.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"....Never told me that," Nyx frowned. "I use magic all the time."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Maybe fae are different," Eliot said. "Or maybe it's a thing against Fillorians. Is that racist?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I don't really know," Nyx said honestly. "I've not been here long at all."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well anyway, I'm a magician," Eliot said pleasantly. "I mean I'm kind of shit at being a king but I'm good at magic."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You're a king?" Nyx asked. "I'm sorry, if I'd known I'd have... Actually I don't know what I'd have done," he admitted.

He'd never served a royal, he'd only been one.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"There's no reason you should know," Eliot said with a shrug. "And it's fine, I haven't been a king for very long anyway and I don't particularly want to be. But yes, High King Eliot at your service."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx wrinkled his nose, then offered a sad smile.

"Being King doesn't sound fun, no," he replied, not offering up that he'd been in line for a crown himself. Nyx was slowly learning not to share so much.

"At least you're allowed to wander. That's nice."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well that's one thing about being king. There's not a lot they can do to stop you." Eliot paused. "Or at least, not that I've encountered yet."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh. ...It's not like that where I'm from. There are councils and advisors, and rules, and traditions and... Things. Things that get in the way, I guess," the fae shrugged.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Sure, but... what would actually stop them?" Eliot asked. "The king, I mean. If he wanted to leave. Would someone tie him to a chair?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Angry mobs? Possible executions? Kings heads have a tendency to get removed from their necks. ...Though not as often as queens, I suppose," Nyx shrugged.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Well personally I'd rather have my head removed than be a prisoner," Eliot said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Fair enough, but I like my head where it is," Nyx said, touching his neck thoughtfully.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"I get that," Eliot said with a little smile. "I just... well. It's not easy being king. It sounds like the royalty where you're from have a rough time of it too."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, um, yeah, I dunno, I guess," Nyx said, failing to seem casual about it all, not sure how to pretend he wasn't a royal himself.