Wildfires and Weeds

Akibrus was at the ball the... whoever hosted. He'd not bothered learning too much about Tevinter; he knew enough (in truth, he knew very little). He'd left Aria with a friend in the Coterie; and trusted the criminal enterprise would look after her carefully until he could reclaim her.

Now, he just had to reclaim his partner. Not wife; no, he'd never considered marrying Lyric. Even if that meant his daughter was a bastard, he'd legitimized his claim to Aria as soon as she'd survived the early ages of infancy.

The guise of a ball, meant he had all the reason in the world to interact with Lyric and... him. Tiberius Umbra. He wanted to ascertain if the other man was breaking a family up on purpose, or if he was as coerced as Lyric was. That might be hard to do, though, but nevertheless. He trailed after them, as he had been all night. Careful to never get too close to be noticed, when they'd gone into the gardens, he knew he'd not blend in as well.

Ah, well.

Surely Tiberius knew Lyric had a child and a partner. He cleared his throat, quietly, as he came up behind them. These gardens are certainly nicer than any in the Marches. He mused, thoughtfully studying them. He imagined Lyric must be excited about the plants... she adored nature.

@Tiberius Umbra @Lyric Oatshield