Prince Dominic had had a very long day. The breeze was picking up and the sun was fading fast. It was going to be chilly soon, summer was almost over. The Gryphon was getting impatient, in fact he already found impatience and progressed past it as the Wizard spun words into fables and fables into lies. He wanted to leave and at this moment, it didn't matter if Anterius came along or not.
It had, after all, been a very long day. Beef jerky was not a good substitute for food, in Dom's mind and all he really wanted was a spiced stewed apples and pork loin, perhaps some buttered green beans with a bit of salt. Food, physical food was at the point more important than food for his mind or soul. It wasn't like Anterius was ever going to love and all he could do for the poor man was to get as far away from his as possible, which seemed a good idea really. At this second though, everything seemed a good idea.
Somewhere in the castle, the dinner bell was rang and the various courtiers and royalty all made their way to the great dining hall where just the night before the horrible news had arrived. To Dominic it felt like it had been months and months since the morning when he had been left to sit in the garden while Anterius and Racquel ran around and collected 'clues'.
The Wizard was droning on still and Anterius was eating it up.
The sun finally passed below the horizon, leaving the kingdom in a rather nice twilight. Stars became clearer in the sky, at least until the wind blew clouds to obstruct the view. Even the atmosphere was a critic, it seemed.
There was a faint glow, there always was with these sorts of things. The Prince was surrounded a soft effervescent golden nimbus and the next thing he knew he was standing in the garden in his night gown.
"Well." He muttered to himself softly, his lips finding human words soft and strange after the harshness of squawking. "Night is here. I doubt I am cured so I think this must be part of it then. Human at night. How novel, I'm sure there are many marriages that could be better served this way but not mine." Dominic straightened his night shirt and ran a hand through his still bed mussed wheat blond curls and took a few steps towards the castle before promptly turning around to stare at Anterius.
Here goes nothing. "I'm going to call off the wedding so I can leave, because I am. I'm leaving here one way or another, there's no point in staying. I can't give my family what they want out of me and today has been most educating. I've spent the last ten years being a twit so no one would suspect I had a heart and it worked, didn't it? So, here's one more twit worthy thing; I loved you, Anterius. Before you were my guard and then during it and now? I don't know. I love you but I don't think it's the same as being in love with you." Dominic gave a smile. "So. I give you my blessings in whatever course you seek and I'm off to hopefully not start a war or cause trouble."
Bare toes dug into the still warm dirt. "I hope you can forgive me but I don't care anymore. Being a Gryphon... It's amazing. Even more amazing than loving you is the freedom that it promises me and right now, my freedom wins because you won't return my feelings." Dom put his hands up.
"So shut up and don't start. I'm going to go do something brash and foolish... but most importantly, it's brave and for me, it's so very important." Dom's eyes left Anterius and looked at the Castle. "There's a great hunting Lodge in the North. If you ever need me... Just come and see me." Dom smiled lopsidedly. "Just don't bring the woman you marry, I doubt my jealous heart could take it." With all the things said that Dom's mind could think of and a few of them having been said twice or more, he ran. He wasn't fleeing, he wasn't running from Anterius and Racquel and the imposter Wizard. He was running towards a future where he wasn't a coward and he didn't have to hide who he was to make people think he was stupid.
The future smiled and waved and beckoned Dominic in. This time, he'd be ready and he'd do whatever it took. No more half efforts, it was all or nothing. He was finally ready.