Willy

[fawnthefae]

Willy Silver had been kind, and now that Fawn was more comfortable wandering around the city he decided to seek him out. It was hard finding the bar again, but the petite fae managed, and he headed inside to find the other prince.

When he spotted him by the bar, Fawn silently made his way over and pulled himself up onto the high stool beside him.

"Well met, Willy Silver," he said.

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[willysilver]

"If I were to woo you, first I would start with a song."

Which he had...but that had been fun and without purpose.

[fawnthefae]

"I was being humorous," Fawn assured him, looking a bit embarrassed. "I did not mean to offend."

[willysilver]

"Nor did you, little one. I was playing a bit, as well." He hesitated. "Does the warlock woo you?"

[fawnthefae]

Fawn thought of John's lips wrapped around his cock, and he blushed.

"Yes," he said. "I feel he does."

[willysilver]

Willy's brow arched.

"Oh, dear," he said softly. "Be wary, Fawn. Always make sure you're free, still."

[fawnthefae]

"You dislike him. Why?" Fawn asked curiously. "He has been kind to me."

[willysilver]

"Do you know what he does for money? And for pleasure/" he asked plainly.

[fawnthefae]

"He is a tool of his god," Fawn replied.

[willysilver]

"And do you understand how dangerous that is? He, and men like him, drove our people to the other side. Men like him tried to kill us all."

It wasn't John the man, though he truly was a prick, but that power that he didn't trust.

[fawnthefae]

"If he wished to kill or banish me, I assure you that one of us would already be dead," Fawn replied sweetly, looking unbothered.

[willysilver]

Willy could see he wasn't going to convince the young fae and decided it wasn't an argument he wanted to carry on.

"Tell me you've met other people."

[fawnthefae]

"I have met a puck, a phouka, a blood drinker, a fae that shares my face, and a mortal that asks many things," Fawn replied.

[willysilver]

"If it was a free Phouka, I know him. He's...perfectly a phouka," he chuckled.

[fawnthefae]

"It was!" Fawn smiled. "Yes, no, I remember because I've never met a free phouka before."

[willysilver]

"There are very few. In my life I've only known of two others, and they were both freed because of their ferocity in battle," he told him.

[fawnthefae]

Fawn wrinkled his nose at the mention of battle.

"It is nice they are free," was his simple reply.

[willysilver]

"It is, butI don't think they enjoy it. Phouka were made to serve. It gives them purpose. Without it..."

He shrugged.

"You get dogs in parks with no leashes," he chuckled.

[fawnthefae]

"This phouka seemed happy," Fawn shrugged. "Wild and free, as we all should be allowed."

[willysilver]

"I am glad to know you are meeting our kind, and ones who would mean you no harm," he said. "That makes me happy."

[fawnthefae]

"Why? Because you dislike John?" Fawn asked.

[willysilver]

"In part," he said, seeing no reason to even bend the truth. "But mostly because it's good to have kin you know. I know where you can meet more, if you like."

[fawnthefae]

"I have been to the fae realms here," Fawn assured him.

Honestly, he wasn't eager to meet more fae. Trooping were independent for a reason.

[willysilver]

"Ah! Wonderful. How do you find it? Similar?" Willy asked.

[fawnthefae]

"It is much the same," Fawn nodded. "But slightly changed."

[willysilver]

"You should come to my cottage and use my door," he smiled. "It opens into the old oak forest. Not far from the Queen's palace."