I can do both

❝ unfortunately for everybody i will keep doing whatever the fuck i want ❞

He had seen her in the halls every so often. And she had caught his attention. He hadn't really talked to her yet or made any moves to get to know her. But she seemed like the normal servant type that would bow her pretty little head at anything. Perhaps he was mistaken and that's why he would test the waters today. At first he was contemplating on being very straight forward with her, stating what he wanted and just moving on from there. But what was the fun in that? He would at least give her a bit of a show first. Or maybe... She just wasn't the type he was looking for. Regardless, it would be interesting to simply interrupt her work. Maybe she would be a feisty one. Or maybe she would be the one that finally pushed back at him. What did he long for the most? He honestly wasn't too certain about it. She really could be either one of the types and he would pleased. Ah- He really was such a simpleton after all. In many ways he was so much like his mother, but he would never admit to such claims. Especially when they related to things like this. Desire and such weren't a hereditary thing anyway. Because, if it was, his sister surely would be the same as him. And she was more held back. She had never wanted to be like their mom and he had always done as much as he could so she wouldn't have. But every now and then Raeghan just became weak. Well. Not every now and then, since it really was most of the time. With all that he had going on, he honestly could use all the distraction he could get. Especially after his little jail adventure.

He had passed through the hall a few times now. She was working around here and he knew it. Sometimes he peaked inside the rooms she was cleaning or tending to and sometimes he would stare at her for a bit longer. But every time when he thought it was the right time, she proved him wrong and he simply moved on. But when he came to check again, it would seem that his gut told him now was the golden opportunity. And as the servant girl opened the door to leave, he stood there. Blocking her way out he looked down at her, a slight smile curling on his lips. He observed her for a moment, looking over her features, before finally chuckling softly. "Ah- my apologies," the sorcerer said in such a soft voice as he took a step back. "Where are my manners, I'm so sorry," he hummed as he took a step back, giving her space to pass by him so she could go on. "I see you work around the castle a lot and just wanted to thank you for all your hard work... And now also cleaning my room," he said, nodding at the space behind her. A soft smile leaving his mouth as he spoke. "I know some people... Aren't as grateful as they should be about labour like this," he certainly knew it all too well as he had worked dirty jobs as well. That was until he had abused his magic to no extend until the authorities finally got him. "Oh- I'm Raeghan Vylasar. I'm new here, but you probably already guessed that," he was so out of place with the way he spoke, he held himself. Even the way he dressed himself. In so many ways he wasn't a Vylasar. And he wasn't one. All he had was their magic... And now also their name. And as long as he had both he would abuse it to no end.