"Where is our lovely Sun Summoner today? Not with the Oretsev boy, I hope."

Arches a brow. "what's right with him?"

Looks around as if there might be someone else she said that to. "Me? Nice? Not my forte, unfortunately."

"I don't need friends, Alina. I need alliances. Soldiers. Having friends won't make me King anymore than my blood will." Even if he's a bastard, but that's besides the point.

"More friends than you? Not difficult."

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He knew that look, but didn't react to it. Not much, anyway. Nikolai just gave a soft shrug. "I have Tolya, and Tamar..." slight pause, "and you? What else do I need?"

"Or are you the common denominator in the disappointment?" Head tilt.

"There's two of you? Saints help us."

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Regards him for a moment, head tilted just slightly to the side. "Hmm, I see. You'll forgive me if I reserve final judgement just yet, I hope. We haven't had the best of times with your brother." Nikolai isn't the most trusting person, even with the best of intentions.

"Presicely my point." And here comes the smug grin, along with a casual wink. He always knew what to say; and it was always truthful when he did.

Piss off the Darkling day? Can he join in?

Sprawls out, very tired. It's been a while, but he's back. For now.

Sighs, and rolls his eyes. "What do you want?"

Assuming he would even want to attempt to fulfill any of the man's needs... Not a chance.

The only needs Nikolai will be filling are his own.

Yawns and stretches. Breakfast time. After a walk across the grounds to wake up properly.

His brother is a pompous idiot. And at least he's not the only one who knows it now.