He thinks at first - is Ankari crying? - before better sense catches up to irrational concern. No, he must have been mistaken.
It stings, even to admit this to himself, but Ankari had proven himself more enduring and bolder in deed and word than Khoriya had ever expected. Surely the same prince who had dared to face the conquering worg army and foolishly usher Khoriya along at his most vicious and monstrous would not weep before him. Only draw upon that innate elvish arrogance and make some presumptuous statement or demand, just as he does now. It is equal parts captivating and infuriating to the inner beast, despite Khoriya's best efforts to ignore its foolish intrigue.
The command is met with a long, ominous silence, before Khoriya stoops slightly, a broad palm catching beneath Ankari's outstretched hand and the other cupping his elbow to lift the elven prince up to his feet with surprising delicacy - though he'll make as if to pull away just as quickly, as if he cannot bear to touch Ankari for a moment longer than necessary.
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It stings, even to admit this to himself, but Ankari had proven himself more enduring and bolder in deed and word than Khoriya had ever expected. Surely the same prince who had dared to face the conquering worg army and foolishly usher Khoriya along at his most vicious and monstrous would not weep before him. Only draw upon that innate elvish arrogance and make some presumptuous statement or demand, just as he does now. It is equal parts captivating and infuriating to the inner beast, despite Khoriya's best efforts to ignore its foolish intrigue.
The command is met with a long, ominous silence, before Khoriya stoops slightly, a broad palm catching beneath Ankari's outstretched hand and the other cupping his elbow to lift the elven prince up to his feet with surprising delicacy - though he'll make as if to pull away just as quickly, as if he cannot bear to touch Ankari for a moment longer than necessary.