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"Which discipline is that?" He inquired rather interested as to which unnatural discipline she had heard of. Which mage spoke of it would surely be punished for a youngling like this to know of such things. Then again Miyuki didn't really seem like the type abide by such rules so he supposed she could have very well just gone about it herself. Digging around in such places she shouldn't be. He was almost positive that was the case. It would be unlike someone to tell a child much less her about such sensitive material.

Then came the real shocker. As she said what she did his eyes widened and Saga burned a bright pink increasing in size dramatically. It was a good thing it was perched atop his head or else her words could have burnt down the entire library. For once in Surtrs life there was a moment were nothing immediately came to mind. After this second of pause he looked to her seeing her back to him and he cleared his throat. "Why wish to marry an old man like me? I won't be king for long and in addition you barely know me." He said looking to her. It was an odd thing to say, he didn't dash her hopes or reject the notion but merely postulate he was a bad match. Surtr was not the type of man to marry or be married. He was the type of man women were with before they were married. A middle man or sorts one that married women talked to other married women about regaling in adventures during their younger days. No she must have something wrong, some wrong light she saw him in. Surtr was not the type women wished to marry.

She seemed to want to keep that part of her life private. Surtr wouldn't pry he didn't much care. She was a child what did she know of such matters, this was likely just an adolescent fit of lust something that would disappear with time. "Very well..." He said softly putting the discussion on pause for now. He would not press her too much on the matter. She was entitled to her own thoughts no matter how misguided they may be.

As she paced his eyes watched her studying her intently trying to figure out just what that mind of hers was up to. She mentioned two disciplines and Surtr seemed to perk up a bit. "Hmmmm, well I am adept at mind and I could certainly teach you space but I doubt you'll have the capacity to learn them any time soon. Still when that time comes I shall accept your request." He said softly before taking a deep drink of his mead allowing it to settle his mind and refocus it. She was certainly precocious, yes precocious indeed.

"I do not think you're ready yet. Why would you wish to learn them anyway... Sell me on the idea." Surtr said offering her a chair if she wished it. He knew standing drained her she didn't need to try and act strong around him. Surtr didn't judge someones strength so narrowly. "It isn't about your potential, As I said earlier any fool can obtain power." Surtr said softly looking to her playfully. He wasn't calling her a fool merely stating that anyone could learn more it didn't mean they were ready to learn it. He finished his cup of mead and set it down.

He would flick his left index finger and the book in front of him would float up returning to its proper place before he would lean forward on his desk placing both elbows up allowing his fingers to interlace. His chin would come to rest atop those intertwined fingers as he scanned the girl waiting to see. She broached the subject of their marriage again and Surtr wondered why she would be so insistent. "Is that a proposal?" He inquired teasing the girl a bit, though in truth it was an honest question. The way she said what she said implied that she was asking the man to be her fiance such an informal way to go about it. Though Surtr had to give the girl some credit for her moxie. It took some level of courage to ask the current king to be hers out right.

She giggled at him and assured him that it was in fact a proposal. Her words only caused him to smirk and a soft chuckle escaping her lips. The confidence she had, was she riding high from the duel? Surtr couldn't figure out what it was but this shift was drastic, very uncharacteristic. It only served to make him more dubious of what was going on here. "I suppose that's not wrong, I don't really fit that bill. Though don't you think you'd ask me out on a date first before you propose? Seems like you skipped a couple of steps there.... Though things may have changed since I was in on this whole scene." He said making fun of himself and calling himself old and outdated.

He was cautiously moving about this subject he couldn't yet tell if she meant what she said. Was she really interested in him? Or was she merely playing some long game? Surtr would play the game too but he certainly was wary of this girl. She was cunning and Surtr wouldn't so easily drop his guard.

"Well this king does get such luxuries... In addition I don't think I'll be a king for long. Soon as someone worthy comes the throne will be theres. This sort of thing doesn't suit me, as I'm sure you've figured out." Surtr said pouring himself a cup of mead as well as pulling out another and pouring it for her. He did not offer it, but it sat there for the taking all the same. She seemed so intent on following these rules but Surtr was never really one to abide by such a trivial thing.

"If you are so intent on marrying me come here." He said softly waving her to come to the desk. "Let me feel your true desire.." He said waiting for her to come to him. She seemed so fixated on this if it really wasn't a ruse then she wouldn't mind letting Surtr see for himself. He waited to see what she would do, would she allow him the chance to see? Or would she reject him now? Trust was something that was earned and Surtr was at least offering up the first step in earning that trust.

Their relationship was at a crossroads now and he was interested to see which road she would take.

As she downed the cup of mead and looked to him her face beat red Surtrs gaze narrowed why did she do that? He was asking a lot? What the hell does that mean? He just wanted to read her mind. What else could she possibly... WHAT?

His eyes darted upward and Saga turned a bright pink his robe raced off his shoulders and wrapped itself around Miyuki promptly covering her up before he could see anything. "I was going to read your mind Miyuki.... I would never ask you to do something like that." He said his gaze on the ceiling now before slowly shifting down to her as he saw she was safely covered in his cloak. He ran a hand through his hair brushing it through his eyes as he looked to her. "If we ever do that I wouldn't ask for such a thing it would just happen." He said softly as if to clear up any future confusions.

"So a date.... Is that where you'd like to start or are you insistent upon trying to marry me right now?" Surtr inquired wondering if she was going to attack him now. He decided he wouldn't still go for the mind read it was likely in bad taste. Perhaps offering the date would give her something. Though part of him was expecting for her to just try to kill him right now. This only furthered to show just how disillusioned Surtr was around her. She was 14 and he several thousand years old. This is what happened when the two interacted. Oh man this wasn't going to end well.

As she slumped to the ground Surtr was already their his arms wrapped around her very gently. He knew of her soft frame and so his grip was hardly noticeable. His warmth is what she would feel. His forehead would be gently against hers allowing a very deep gaze into her eyes to follow. "I'm almost 5000 years old. I am not very good at this stuff." He whispered to her his hand gently rubbing against her back to console her. In all honesty he was hailed as a magnificent charmer and known for having a silver tongue. Though it seems Miyuki completely ignored his tone and posture and heard what she wanted to. It was the girls fault but Surtr knew saying so would in no way help his cause.


She agreed to a date but believed him not the type. It only cause a soft chuckle to come to his lips. "Dates are something I very much enjoy." Surtr said with a soft sigh as he gently planted a kiss atop her forehead. "It's settled then." He said softly before rising up. "Shall I carry you to your room to conserve strength?" He inquired. His words were honest and he knew she hated being carried but if she was to be physically able to handle their date she would need rest. Surtr wondered how she would react would she be angry with him still? She driven by unpredictability it seemed. Though he was still wary of her, the intelligence she possessed made it near impossible for him to ever let his guard down. He didn't think the two could get married not when she possessed such a taste for cruelty. Though he wouldn't tell her that. He would give her a chance, an opportunity to prove him wrong.