PROMPT: kid!Nathaniel and kid!f!Cousland.
"Endear yourself to the Cousland girl."
The task had been easy, but as his father asked, he complied. She was a girl of eight and he was a boy of sixteen. He had seen her watch him practice his dagger work. She was all wide eyes and innocence – too young to recognize the game at play.
It only took a few words; a smattering of his attentions applied. He showed her how to hold a dagger just so – fingers curling tender and possessive simultaneously about the hilt. He showed her how to skulk the umbra – a figure obscured in a shadow's clutch. And through it all, she smiled and lapped up the morsels of attention being tossed at her feet.
It only took a few words; a smattering of his father's attentions applied. "Excellent, my boy." And he smiled and lapped at the morsels of attention being tossed at his feet.
