Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

Cain would have enjoyed the lavish party once at one point but now it was more of a bother than anything. Not that he didn't appreciate the gesture or the king's attempts to welcome him back, hell he even enjoyed the music and knew the same would be true for the food. No, it was through his own faults that he didn't enjoy the festivities, the fact that he no longer found himself able to truly have fun, his mind drifting to less than happy memories when he gave it a second, especially after the king requested a general explanation of his experience in the war. He answered vaguely of course, giving him the things he wanted by making it out to be a place worthy of praise but never actually praising it himself or being too specific or personal. Luckily enough the king had others to speak with and more to do, not focusing solely on the returning knight and rejoining the others in the middle of the room to see the delicious food and take part in the dancing and pointless talking going on. Cain stayed in his seat, not going to stay there indefinitely but wanting others to get food or talk, wear themselves down a little, before he would join. His pause wasn't enough to let him escape completely though, soon he heard a voice to his side and turned to see cheery blue eyes looking directly at him. It was someone whom he didn't dread speaking too, not that he had a real affinity towards the eldest princess but the few times they had spoken it hadn't been unpleasant. Thank you, I am glad to still be in one piece, many are not. He wasn't grim or solemn but he didn't seem exactly heartfelt with his words. Possibly because he didn't wish to return or due to the fact that speaking about anything related to the war only made him think about the negative. Regardless the man soon put on a smile that would fool most and changed the subject, not wishing to be rude and draw attention, nor wanting to speak of the event on everyone's tongue. You look lovely tonight princess, I imagine more people came to see you than came to see me as I am not much to look at. He gave a small laugh, still it seemed that he wasn't completely the same, his laugh lacked the warmth it had before he left and while there was no doubt his compliment was sincere it was also rather generic, not pointing out anything specific. Regardless of reasons for attendance I will say that it is a grand feast and I believe I shall go and see what I can find. With another small smile he rose from his seat, giving a small respectful bow before pushing his chair in and walking to join the crowd around the table. It was a bit of a nightmare but between niceties and answering questions he made it to the main table, making himself a plate with some of the foods he hadn't had in some time, boar and some fresh fruits, even a bit of cheese. On the front lines they rarely had more than bread and porridge, sure the occasional bit of meat or berries but it was rare and it had left him craving some of the foods more common in the city. Cain didn't return to his seat right away, he ate a few bites of food before filling in spots on his plate and even spoke to the king a bit more, as they were joined by the royal guards captain. They spoke for some time about a thief whom had yet to be caught and by the end of the conversation the king and captain both had agreed he would be suited for capturing the criminal. It seemed his trip from seat to food had landed him a job very quickly and with the king himself asking he couldn't say no. So as he sat back down in his seat he let out a small sigh before he started eating, his transition from war to normal life going to be a rather difficult one to accept.