05-05-2020, 11:45 PM
"Any dungeon can be a sex dungeon if you have sex in it." This Jude said with a straight face, but a spark of amusement leapt in his brown eyes. He had tried not to deliberately antagonize Near too much, but now it felt inevitable, even invited. Formalities and gravity suited Farr Jr much less than Farr Sr; seriousness was an imposition, offensive. Fine then. Nothing was serious at all then -- except that morning ride. Let that be the one thing that was not a joke.
"There's a ritual room," he explained. "Secret panel, rotating wall. And then there's a small bedroom, behind it." He shrugged. "I wondered if it had been filled up. Nope. It's just like it was." There was a pause, while Jude considered. "I can go down and get the wine. Just tell me what you want." Shooing Near down there felt a little cruel. As long as Near didn't see the room, he could take shelter in the possibility that Jude was making it up. Nothing was real until it was seen with one's own two eyes -- and even then, eyewitnesses testimony was terribly unreliable.
"There's a ritual room," he explained. "Secret panel, rotating wall. And then there's a small bedroom, behind it." He shrugged. "I wondered if it had been filled up. Nope. It's just like it was." There was a pause, while Jude considered. "I can go down and get the wine. Just tell me what you want." Shooing Near down there felt a little cruel. As long as Near didn't see the room, he could take shelter in the possibility that Jude was making it up. Nothing was real until it was seen with one's own two eyes -- and even then, eyewitnesses testimony was terribly unreliable.