Nay. [Although, the thought did amuse him a quite bit. The idea of sweet, gentle Anne with her sorrowful eyes taking a knife up against Richard's lover. It wasn't her skill that he doubted but her ability and will to go through something so brutal and bloody. And besides, if there was someone she'd attack it'd be Richard instead of Silco. He had betrayed Anne countless times and only kept doing so, despite her placing all of her trust on him.
The question leaves Richard quiet. Why were doing this, indeed? On one hand the answer was rather simple: because they were lonely and could find remedy to that in these moments. But then again, it is everything but simple. Richard was married and, despite his seemingly uncaring behavior, he held respect to that union between him and Anne. When the stage had been set, players put in the places and trap activated for him to gain the control of the crown it had been her judgement that had the final say. Without Anne's support, Richard wouldn't have proceeded in his final act of deceit.
And yet. He was here, with another man in his bed out of all things. Betraying Anne once again.
"That is because you're a demon, Richard. You can't help it. Your every desire is a sin." A dark voice speaks to him somewhere from the shadows. Richard doesn't move to acknowledge the voice, but he is very well aware that if he were to do as much as turn to look to his left he'd see a familiar hooded, faceless figure cursing him.]
You knew about her. Why does it bother you now? [Richard hadn't been shy revealing his marital status to others, Silco included. He had even shone light about his situation with Buckingham to the other man and it had not seemed to bother him. If anything Silco had promised to stay by his side and fill the void of solitude. So, what had changed? The doubt spread to his body, making his breathing and heartbeat quicker as these uncertain thoughts plagued his mind.
The touch makes him shiver a little, fingers curling tighter around the edges of the blanket.] A truth like that is dangerous when let out of confident. You know that.
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The question leaves Richard quiet. Why were doing this, indeed? On one hand the answer was rather simple: because they were lonely and could find remedy to that in these moments. But then again, it is everything but simple. Richard was married and, despite his seemingly uncaring behavior, he held respect to that union between him and Anne. When the stage had been set, players put in the places and trap activated for him to gain the control of the crown it had been her judgement that had the final say. Without Anne's support, Richard wouldn't have proceeded in his final act of deceit.
And yet. He was here, with another man in his bed out of all things. Betraying Anne once again.
"That is because you're a demon, Richard. You can't help it. Your every desire is a sin." A dark voice speaks to him somewhere from the shadows. Richard doesn't move to acknowledge the voice, but he is very well aware that if he were to do as much as turn to look to his left he'd see a familiar hooded, faceless figure cursing him.]
You knew about her. Why does it bother you now? [Richard hadn't been shy revealing his marital status to others, Silco included. He had even shone light about his situation with Buckingham to the other man and it had not seemed to bother him. If anything Silco had promised to stay by his side and fill the void of solitude. So, what had changed? The doubt spread to his body, making his breathing and heartbeat quicker as these uncertain thoughts plagued his mind.
The touch makes him shiver a little, fingers curling tighter around the edges of the blanket.] A truth like that is dangerous when let out of confident. You know that.