Alastor watched Baul ‘play’ with the kitten, observing its behavior towards him. The prince had almost the same thoughts as the swordsman did; nestlings that were much like the kitten would be ideal, especially with fur. It was just so adorable that way! Not overly fleshy and bald, how gross. Short fur was better suited for breeds of dog.
"Congratulations, then. I’m here to tell you that I’m one of those suitors, and the other— or others, plural— can go bone themselves. I can actually give Modeus things of value and help him better himself. What does anyone else have to offer him?”
"What you can offer my brother as a mate is not my concern." How horrid, the prince as a member of the clan; while he may bring a royal name Alastor was not someone Baul would enjoy being related too. Clan brothers. It made his human skin crawl.
"It brings me much distress to know you are among the suitors Prince; my brother is truly the enchanter, a talent I did not know he possessed." There was much he did not know about his brother, not anymore at least. The creature clawed to his hand, latching on and then biting as he lowered it to his lap. Cute. It’s color and eyes, it could have been his own spawn. Very cute.
"If that’s the case, expect to die a very miserable death." Alastor narrowed his eyes and made a displeased noise; if Baul was ever going to find out that the relationship was technically more than just a recent occurrence, then Alastor wasn’t going to be the one to say it.