Written By Acacia
June 23, 2016, 7:58 a.m.(11/3/1003 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
    It sounds wrong to say that I'm on drinking terms with the Prince. It's rather pompous and fairly rash, not to mention that I'm attempting not to unduly stain his reputation. But. I'm kind of on drinking terms with the Prince.
     In some ways, it's hard to explain. It isn't over the top, it isn't filthy, it isn't even that it's casual -- but sometimes it feels like there's an unspoken accord where we both know our places in life and the paths they led us, so all that's left is either ale or whiskey, depending upon what currently lies beneath the surface for that chosen day, and chatting. It's a little like the difference in status provides enough distance where it's almost comfortable to talk. There's not many things which I can indulge in, but I find myself leaving our conversations with something new to think about and I can appreciate that.
     In some ways, it's hard to explain. It isn't over the top, it isn't filthy, it isn't even that it's casual -- but sometimes it feels like there's an unspoken accord where we both know our places in life and the paths they led us, so all that's left is either ale or whiskey, depending upon what currently lies beneath the surface for that chosen day, and chatting. It's a little like the difference in status provides enough distance where it's almost comfortable to talk. There's not many things which I can indulge in, but I find myself leaving our conversations with something new to think about and I can appreciate that.
Written By Acacia
June 5, 2016, midnight(9/4/1003 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
Running into him in the market was a little ballsy, even for me, but it's proven to be well worth it. Who would've thought that such a bold venture would've ended up with the rare humor or drink shared. I wouldn't dare to loiter around enough to try to tarnish his reputation, of course, and it isn't as if I don't know my place here. But there's a certain accord there. Maybe because my life doesn't mean as much in the grand scheme of things, eh? It's a frail thing at the moment, but perhaps time will strengthen it. Or perhaps it will break. Who knows?
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