Everyday the Phouka followed Winter and he watched the pixie dance through the window. One day he thought he might have been spotted so since then he had only gone in his raven form, perching on a pole across from the studio where he could see him.
Not today, though. Today the prince had him running errands to shops and while he was out he had stopped at the tailor where he'd collected new finery to wear. He had barely had time to take a taxi to the studio and even then he had nearly missed Winter entirely.
He opened the door as soon as he had seen the pixie come out of the studio. Surely he knew he had been watched all this time. Surely he didn't think the Phouka would let him out in the world without a guard after the attack. Though he had hoped to not be obvious about his attention.
There was little he could do now about being obvious as he stood up from the back seat, there in front of the studio. In front of Winter.
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Date: 2016-05-22 12:26 am (UTC)Not today, though. Today the prince had him running errands to shops and while he was out he had stopped at the tailor where he'd collected new finery to wear. He had barely had time to take a taxi to the studio and even then he had nearly missed Winter entirely.
He opened the door as soon as he had seen the pixie come out of the studio. Surely he knew he had been watched all this time. Surely he didn't think the Phouka would let him out in the world without a guard after the attack. Though he had hoped to not be obvious about his attention.
There was little he could do now about being obvious as he stood up from the back seat, there in front of the studio. In front of Winter.