[ Regis remembers briefly seeing the youth before within the kitchens but didnβt expect to find him here playing to his heartβs content. The soft dulcet tones of the handpan adds a whimsical flair to this quaint little villa. Itβs soothing with a wonderful rhythmic tune that eases Regis' troubled mind without being overbearing. Itβs a welcomed addition here unlike the singing choir that graced the villa earlier. Regis much prefers this charming little tune over anything more fantastical. It reminds him that he used to have an ear for music back when he was still learning how to play the piano. It was another hobby of his that was soon left behind once he became king.]
How beautiful. [He praises with a faint grin.] I can tell your well-practiced.
[ The youth before him seems Lucian by appearance but possesses an old-world flair to him that reminds him somewhat of the refugees from Galahd. While he doubts the youth hails from Eos, Regis cannot help but see the comparison. The young man seems to be around Noctβs age. ]
Are such instruments common in your culture?
[ Smalltalk never hurt anyone, right? Hopefully, he's not being a nuisance. ]
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lucere) wrote on December 24th, 2019 at 07:58 pm