#p:thomas

Walking between the library and his dorm, Nick looked for someone else to read his poem to. He was lucky to see Thomas, and he hurried to catch up with him. “Sir!” he said as he got close. He waited until he had the Switch’s attention before launching into his poem, using big arm gestures and trying not to blush too deeply at what he was saying.

"There once was a sub named Nick, Who really, truly loved dick. He loves it so much, Yours he’d like to touch-- Or more if that’s just too quick!”

Fernand didn’t understand why the Cardinal wanted Thomas gone so desperately, he was just doing as he was told. ‘His Eminence’ had insisted upon meeting in a church of all god forsaken places, much to Fernand’s annoyance. Either way, he knew what he had to do, and he’d been told enough to make the plan work.

Fernand didn’t get too heart broken over what he had to do. He just had to get Thomas Conde out of the city to his mother for a little while. How bad could it be, bringing a son back to his sick mother? If Fernand’s father were still alive, he couldn’t imagine being parted from him for such long stretches of time. Whatever mischief the Cardinal was up to, this didn’t seem like it should hurt anyone…

A little note had been left for Thomas to puzzle out, definitely not written by Fernand since the lettering was actually legible. Some poem that would capture the man’s interest, bringing him to where Fernand would be waiting outside the northern gates of the palace.

He had settled into a hiding place, a spot with good visibility but where any passing guards wouldn’t see him. When the young Conde approached, he waited a moment before calling out to him. “Your mother’s not doing too well, is she?” He moved out of his hiding place, taking in the young man face on. He was well dressed, clearly wealthy. Fernand appearance compared to Thomas’ would be comparable to rat next to a peacock.

“I know you’re wondering why I’ve summoned you, Mr. Weston,” Lex began as she walked into the room. Her guest had already been seated by her staff, and she knew she was running late. Fortunately, a queen was never late. She strode toward her desk and took a seat, her eyes finally meeting his as she sat. “I believe you are aware of the catastrophe at the ball. As does the rest of the world. Therefore, the captain of my guard has been fired, something I hated doing. And additionally under arrest for both treason and attempted murder, and honestly a slew of other charges, which means I’m in need of a new captain.” She clasped her hands together. “I both like and admire you, Mr. Weston. I believe you have what it takes to keep myself and my husband safe.”

She smiled and nodded. “Of course I will not force you into something, so the option is yours. If you accept, your wife and family will come to live here within the palace. You will be expected to be available around the clock. The pay is fantastic, and you will have everything you need at your fingertips. All I ask is for this job to be done, and done well.”

Trent didn't exactly knew why he invited Thomas to watch Netflix. Of course he missed him like hell and yes, he wanted them to get back together, but he didn't really expect to make a move. At least not that soon. It was a good thing, though. Thomas was a really nice guy and he wanted to be friends with him, at least. Trent wasn't really a fan of Marvel Movies, but he was willing to give a chance. To be completely honest, he lied about never having watched a Marvel movie. He watched Guardians of the Galaxy and the new Disney Movie, based on Marvel's Big Hero 6 Comics. He knew Thomas was going to say that he had to watch all of them, so it was cool.

The main library was more crowded than usual. Most often, there were only a couple students scattered about the room, but today it seemed to be different. No doubt due to the various reports and tests that were fast approaching with the end of the semester. Henrietta's lips pursed in annoyance as she held onto the copy of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. Abigail had given it to her the night before, and she'd been looking forward to flipping through its pages, but reading was a passion she preferred to experience alone. It made it easier to fall into memories of her father, especially the times he read to her in his study. And after the last couple days she'd had, she was avoiding most people in general anyway. Whenever she and her closest friends fell into a quarrel, Etta had a tendency to hide herself away from everyone. Tessa's anger at Etta's betrayal was a catalyst to one of these times. 

Trent was excited to see Thomas. He really missed the boy and he wanted to be with him more than anything. Trent really made progress in the last few days, and now he was practically eating normally again. Small portions, but he was feeling great. He was still skinny, but not bony anymore. At first he was worried he'd get extremely fat, but he was actually a bit proud of himself for getting back to his normal hot body. He wasn't sure of what to wear, so he put a nice t-shirt and a pair of pants. He wasn't hiding his body anymore, which was great. "Okay, I'm sure this works." he said, checking himself out. "My ass looks great again." he laughed at himself. God he missed being proud of his body.