[Usually when Nikos misses the last ferry back to the Gallows, he goes to Marisol's house and knocks on the door until one of her servants opens it for him. Or he sleeps in her garden, if he feels like arriving instead for a lecture over breakfast about having servants that have to open doors for him. Last night, he had drunkenly decided that he would not give her the pleasure of staying over, which had made sense at the time.
The stableboy calls him Kostos, when he climbs down from the loft with hay in his hair and the pattern of his sleeve pressed into his poorly shaved cheek. The look Nikos turns on him could curdle milk, and the stableboy backs away into a stall, with a confused apology, and Nikos, still glaring, walks right into--]
Mghnfdn.
[--A stranger. Bleary with sleep and lack of a morning drink, he pushes away from ser whoever-this-is, and turns that milk curdling glare on him instead.
Just as the horse from the stall they're stood beside leans out to grab the edge of Nikos' cloak with its teeth.]
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The stableboy calls him Kostos, when he climbs down from the loft with hay in his hair and the pattern of his sleeve pressed into his poorly shaved cheek. The look Nikos turns on him could curdle milk, and the stableboy backs away into a stall, with a confused apology, and Nikos, still glaring, walks right into--]
Mghnfdn.
[--A stranger. Bleary with sleep and lack of a morning drink, he pushes away from ser whoever-this-is, and turns that milk curdling glare on him instead.
Just as the horse from the stall they're stood beside leans out to grab the edge of Nikos' cloak with its teeth.]