𝚰 𝐖𝗂ᥣᥣ 𝐓𝗋α𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝐓ɦ𝖾 𝐒𝗍α𝗋𝗌 𝐖𝗂𝗍ɦ 𝐘ⱺυ || 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐥

ᴀᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪɴᴇ

ᴬ ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ:
ˢᵃᵛⁱᵒʳ, ᴵⁿ ᴹʸ ᴰʳᵉᵃᵐˢ

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ.
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Here you sat, swirling tea around in a fancy saucer as you watched the sugar you put in it dissolve in the hot liquid. This was all you had to do to occupy your time as you waited on an IPC representative.

As for context, you were selling the generational company your father had built from the ground up, and the IPC was the first on the list of buyers since ages ago. This little private room was in your home, a little big, but nowhere near the size of the manor your father adored so much.

It was big enough to have buisness meet ups, but your privacy mattered more to you, so you most often had those at dinners and such. But this was much too important to talk about in public and it was with a very important person.

You looked over as the door opened with a butler in its way, briefly bowing his head to you before stepping aside to reveal just whom would be representing the IPC. And i can't say you were exactly prepared..

But you could never, ever, forget those piercing eyes.

The door closed, and the blonde smiled at you as you stared at him, completely frozen and..unsure of how to react. His smile softened as he walked over and took his hat off and set it aside.

"Awe~ don't look so shocked." He smiled and sat down across from you and crossed his legs, holding his head high and crossing his arms while you still seemed star struck with the sight of the same Avgin before you.

"Kakavasha?" You echoed the name that you faintly remembered from your youth, here's to say, he was a far cry from the malnourished quiet and..far less flashy boy you remembered. But it went the same with you.

You seemed far more elegant and refined now, having been through the thick of learning buisness and the real world all on your own after inheriting everything at such a young age. You both were older, and in high sitting positions.

But he still seemed just a tad more soft when met with you, he couldn't bring himself to gamble so harshly with his life with you nor would a single lie leave his lips this evening. Even so, his demeanor was still somewhat unsettling.

What if he had a vendetta with you? he's been welcomed into your home, the same man who beat your father to death with the shackles he imprisoned him in. There were so many thoughts running through your head as you stared at him, clearly star struck.

"Relax~ I'm only here for buisness talk." He assured and tilted his head as you looked away and cleared your throat, "Suppose introductions aren't exactly needed.." you sighed and looked back at him.

"Well, i more commonly go by Aventurine now, but you may call me what you like..not like i could stop you if i wanted." he hummed with a pleased smile as you scratched your cheek.