Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

Cain ate what was on his plate but towards the end he was merely eating to clean the plate, not out of hunger. It was odd, he craved the food to quite an extreme but due to his dietary habits on the front lines it was more difficult to splurge than he had thought it would be. Not to say he didn't enjoy it, the food was delicious and he wouldn't forget the taste even if he didn't eat anything else. As he had come to appreciate, the taste of the food in ones mouth was often times enough to curve hunger, and in this case it would be enough to satisfy his cravings. That did pose one question for him to consider, without more food what would he do for the duration of the feast? He could go back and talk to the king but that would lead to war or the new job he would no doubt be hearing the next day. He did have a few people he wanted to greet though and as he stood out he headed directly over to them, deciding to greet some of the older acquaintances quickly so he could find another retreat before long. It didn't take long to reconnect, the people invited specifically due to their past with him, specifically the new knight trainer, whom he had been a trainee with, and a friend from childhood who had grown up to be quite the blacksmith, so good in fact he had made the armor and weapons Cain had worn into battle. The conversations didn't last too long, the new trainer simply invited him to join in on the morning spars or do a training session with him, nothing too big, it seemed mostly ceremonial but he didn't mind. On the other hand his old friend Lawrence had been doing even better, gaining jobs from the courts and royalty alike, even some of the knights for finely crafted pieces. Sure he still got the occasional combat piece but apparently the job he had done for Cain before he left had caused people to become more interested in his wares. Cain's armor had been a mix of both, the combat ready perfectly blended with extravagant design. It had been a gift for his new post, a commander on the front lines and it had never failed him, even when he was injured on the field it hadn't faltered. With his personal thanks he left the friends company in search of more solitude, the amount of conversation from random people between the two old friends had been quite tiring. In his search for some escape he found himself on the balcony, not paying much attention until he saw who else had come out for some time away from the party. Once again Arianna caught his eye, not because of her beauty but due to the way she was looking down at the city. The man approached her and leaned on the rail a bit away from her, close but not so close it seemed intimate. The distance was on purpose, for both his own sake to keep a bit of distance as well as to respect the king by respecting his daughter. For a moment he only observed the city, his eyes going over everything below, a lot of it had no doubt changed but from his current position he couldn't tell much, though some things could be observed from up high. To Cain it didn't hold much beauty or intrigue but as he turned to look at the eldest princess he could see she had more of an interest. Why she was so interested he didn't know, nor did he think he would understand, but he gave a small smile and decided to try and make some sort of conversation. It seems you find something interesting in the city below. Tell me, is it something specific that catches your eye princess?