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[Video / Open to Both Courts]

[A scream begins this video, but all that follows is the sound of covers being shifted and someone walking, unsteadily, closer to the locket. Vanyel's face comes into view, his features washed out against his black hair.]

I must have... [His voice is hoarse, nearly cracking.] I am Gifted with Foresight. It has been...unreliable...since my arrival. Yet...

I fear what I see when I close my eyes. I fear what the fairies and imps say to us.

What becomes of this world may not matter, but what of our worlds?

[A shiver skates down his back and he clenches his teeth.]

Their magic could be interfering with my own. I pray that is the case. Otherwise...

[He glances over his shoulder before closing his eyes, pained.]

We deserve to see the future.

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Then it's silly and I'm tempted to silence it.

And how might you propose to do that?

I have a few intriguing options...

Such as?

[Since his mischievous side is being egged on...

Vanyel presses Stef against the mattress, staring deeply into the Bard's eyes.]

I'm deciding.

[He just grins right back]

How long do you think it will take? Should I come back later?

You're not going anywhere. [His smirk flashes for a moment and he slowly slides his thumb over Stefen's lips.]

No? Have you made up your mind, then?

I think so. [Turning his head just so, their noses brushing together, he breathes across Stefen's lips.]

Well? I'm waiting.

[The challenge is met enthusiastically. Vanyel has grown very fond of kissing Stefen. Let it not be said that the Bard doesn't know magnificent ways to enthrall him further.

With a low hum, he nips at Stefen's lower lip and pulls back.]

Maybe I should have kept you waiting.

Mmm...no. I don't believe you should have.

I suppose you deserve a bit of spoiling.

Do I? And what did I do to deserve that?

Loving me is reason enough.

You'll make me vain with talk like that.

I'm not feeling apologetic. [His smile is sly and far more relaxed than it has been.] I love you, Stef.

No, I noticed.

[He smiles.]

I love you too, Van.

[He grazes his fingertips over Stefen's chest, resting his cheek on his shoulder.]

When was the first time we met?

Officially? Court. Or just after, anyway. The first time I played for Randale.

I must have been exceptionally impressed with your abilities.

And relieved.

I suppose you must have been. I was too concerned with your turning me down that night to notice.

You thought I would take advantage of a youngster? [He frowns faintly and sits up.] It's sad that you're not the first one to think that.

That isn't what I meant.

What did you mean?

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