PRINCE KAL THELGO
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He’d spent enough time on land to know which lessons were true to fact, and which needed to be tweaked a bit. He’d met just about every species imaginable. And now, he’d finally met a warlock in person. When it came down to it, even on land, Kal was not at a large disadvantage. He had both the books and street smarts necessary to protect himself, and if he truly wanted to, could easily persuade Nikola to do as he pleased. Ironically enough, believed him to be the most harmless. The thought made Kal chuckle quietly. In truth, he would never hurt Nikola. It would go against everything he believed in. But he had the means to easily do it, and that is what made the situation so amusing.
Kal hummed in response to Nikola’s tellings about how sirens were painted as evil beings, but he couldn’t disagree. What Nikola was told wasn’t too far from the truth, even if it didn’t specifically apply to Kal himself. ”Don’t be so quick to let your guard down.” Kal warned as he continued to walk. ”Just because I helped you doesn’t mean others will. In fact...most of that is true.” There was a very low, almost non-existent chance that any other siren he met would do what Kal did. ”Besides…” Kal slowed down his pace, glancing up at Nikola as he spoke his next sentence. ”What makes you so sure this isn’t all part of my elaborate plan to kill you?” He was joking, of course, though he wasn’t sure if Nikola would realize it.
LADY SORN DI GENOVA
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She could fully relate to the siren’s explanation of why she was protective of Kal, though Sorn wouldn’t exactly say Nikola was an idiot. In fact, out of the two, she often tended to be that. ”An idiot, huh? I’ve always thought sirens to be mentally superior to other species.” Sorn joked. Of course she knew what the girl meant. Five minutes spent with Kal was enough to confirm it. He appeared to be whimsical, the type to often find himself in trouble. The exact opposite of Nikola. Though Sorn knew there were a million ways this could end badly, perhaps spending some time with him was just what Nikola needed. If anything, it would be a fresh change from his life spent within the warlock castle walls.
”Well…” Sorn hummed, Iria’s question filling her head. ”Honestly, they don’t.” she admits, briefly recalling how she and Nikola had met. ”Warlocks are not the type to make friends with anyone, and if I’m being honest, Niko is the only one I actually like.” there was a slight smirk playing on her lips. Though it was a bit of an exaggeration, it wasn’t a lie. Sorn had met many warlocks during her young vampire life, and most were arrogant, a-class assholes. Nikola had stood out to her the second they met. At first she thought it was due to a crush, but in the end realized it was because he was kind, caring, humble unlike most of his people.
”We met at a banquet. I was very young, but old enough to know when someone was being ingenuine. And then I met Niko. He didn’t fit in with the rest, and I liked that.” the retelling of the story almost made Sorn worry for her prince’s safety again. She knew he was easily persuaded, siren or not. ”I’m sure since that day, our parents have wanted us to get married.” she added with a giggle. ”But unfortunately, we’re not each other’s types.” she didn’t want to give too many details to this girl she’d known for less than ten minutes, but she did hope that Iria could read between the lines.