[Tenebrae16] Love again. [Horatio]

[Tenebrae16]

"Oh, you should at least try to sleep, it isnt healthy to be up all night stressing one's brain. It would certainly leave you exhausted and grumpy the next day." Damion replied softly looking at the string as he jotted down another measurement onto an old yellow parchment. He did not speak of the odd nightmares he had been having because even he had to draw the lone somewhere at privacy and Eden would surely just thing he was weird. It might further rumors of him praticing witch craft and he would rather not deal with another month of customers avoiding him out of fear. People were always so silly to accept what they heard and believe what everyone else was believing. It was sprt of sad to think that they were just like sheep following the rest of the flock.

"If you come back in about a week or so I should have some clothes ready for you by them." He said cheerfully, putting his string away. Brushing a nother wayward lock of brown hair from his eyes and tucking it behind his ear, he looked over at Eden. "Or would you prefer if I brought the clothes to your house? I don't exactly have a good changing room around here and if Elle comes with you. Well I dont want to have her spend all her time waiting in the sun. You wouldnt have to go to the trouble of coming here either."

He didnt make home deliveries often, but for Elle and Eden he was willing to. He had never been to Elle's house before though he had heard it was a lot bigger than most of the houses around the village and just a little further away where their forests and wildlife had claimed its backyard to form a beautiful garden. It was one of the most distinguished houses in the village, filled with things like books and candle sticks that only those well off could afford. Damion had never really read a book, infact, he barely knew how to read or write his own name, but that was common among all peasant boys.

[Horatio]

"Elle tells me the same thing," Eden smirked, shaking his head slightly as his sister's voice filled his mind, reprimanding him for working too hard. "But if I do not get it finished in time, my family and the estate suffers for it."
Eden hated all the paperwork it took to be a nobleman, papers to keep the house from falling into disrepair, forms to ensure they kept their status, receipts and bills and taxes. It was all so draining. And most of the villagers probably didn't know that whatever extra money Eden ended up having every month, he donated to the town. The new well in the square was finally built thanks to Eden. But the brunet preferred to remain anonymous.
"A house delivery would be much appreciated. I wish I had more time to come to town, but if you deliver to the estate, you must stay for dinner. Elle will insist," his sister loved having guests and playing hostess. Eden would insist Damion stay as well, but his reasons were far less innocent than Elle's.
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(Sorry! I just get so intimidated by your awesome long responses. I hope you don't mind that I can't usually write as much back)

[Tenebrae16]

((Nah, its fine. I tend to go too much into details. Even if it isnt as long, its better in depth! I don't mind it being short ^^))

"Maybe you should hire someone to help you with your work. All that work can't be good for just you. It would be more productive to relax some time anyway, but it is still your work so I suppose it is your choice. Your family estate is still ground and stable so far, they have you to thank for that." He smiled at Eden as he moved to look through some fabrics hanging on a rack, trying to find one to match Eden's fair skin. Something nice and dark, something good for a suit.

No, the leathery brown would be too stiff and uncomfortable, he mostly used it to help patch up worn out and moldy leather of guards and noblemen going for jousting tournaments. The deep red silk would be too easily torn even though it would look good on Eden and would feel soft against the skin. He only used it in special occasions as well, women often requested it for their gowns. White was too ghostly. Blue satin, maybe... He was so occupied, he didnt realise he had been staring at Eden the entire time and almost missed what he had said.

"Hmm? Oh, no I couldn't possibly stay for dinner. I mean, that would be too much. I only need to drop off the clothes for you, but thank you for the offer." He smiled, a wide brilliant smile. Suddenly, his vision clouded a little and the place seemed dimmer and the smell of a burning candle filled the air. He was staring at Eden still, but the man was dressed differently, more casual, relaxed. He blinked and shook his head, the scene faded away leaving hin feeling dizzy. Leaning against the wall, he brought a hand up to rub his tempel. "Ah...anyway, I'll deliver your clothes in about a few days time, I promise no later than 5 or else its free." He teased, picking up his scissors.

It was sort of sad to see Eden go, since they had been starting out as friends already and...there had been those few 'strange' moments that Damion pushed to the back of his mind. Nevermind, they would meet in a few days times.