Serpentis Family/Gregor Eyolf/Tying the Fate - Part II
Roleplay from Gregor Eyolf Serpentis
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Gregor was a very straightforward man. He had led the young Lady that way and finally discovered what she wanted. He did not take the merit of gift and her condolences, but the issue went beyond those issues. Lord Myka, like many others, had gone through Abilotiel before grow in importance. And if Gregor had some pride in the last times besides his work was the immense power to recognize new talent and make then grow to assume great positions. This happened in Papania and was thus in Ohnar West.
Gregor Eyolf: "Then, the young Lord Myka of Nabash want to marry my daughter. I remember him when he was just a young one like you, Lady Sophythia. And many other that had my oaths and estates in my lands. Now he is a Lord and Judge of Ohnar West. I hope you can follow his steps. Unhappily, none of you can follow my own steps. We are a political realm... and it certainly bothers me a little. However, this calm situation may help the young Lord to be a good husband. I lost much time of my first marriage's years. I was always too busy crossing vast lands to defeat my enemies..."
Gregor didn't lose eye contact with her. Even if the eyes were narrow in a stern face. Probably there was some relief in that offer. His daughter looks like too much with his wife and he could not live with those memories. And do not even know how to take care of a girl without his wife. After some silence, he answered in a low tone:
Gregor Eyolf: "Tell to Lord Vykos that I accept his visits to know my daughter. If she likes him, we can arrange a marriage between them. I know that you have a relative serving in the same realm of Lor Erik Eyolf Serpentis. He's a prominent name of my family. It seems the destiny already laced the proximity between our families. Let's see if Lord Myka can be a good husband..."
Gregor didn't smile. But he seemed more relaxed. Then, he said in a humorous tone.
Gregor Eyolf: "You cannot travel in this cold night anymore. Stay with me and drink a chalice of wine. I have a young son, if you are thinking in a marriage too..."
The old Lord walked to the table and filled another chalice of wine. He offered her chalice again and sat in one of the armchairs. He let her sit. She had gone up there and was now stuck in the house of the old hero. And she would have to entertain him a bit until the sunrise.
