#sorry i didn't establish the setting more but i wasn't sure where rhys would be if he was frantically worried about roland lol

[councillor-roland]

closed starter for @rhysdasior when: shortly after Roland was attacked

Roland had wasted no time after he'd been revived from his brief death. The rune was unfamiliar to him so he'd sketched it quickly, taken a picture, and texted it to Rhys to ask him what it was for, seemingly just because he was curious. He was often curious about magic so no doubt Rhys would think nothing of it. Once he got an answer from the witch, he'd gone to the council and reported what had happened and the few meager details he'd managed to gather. Undoubtedly, the news of his attack spread through the castle even while they were meeting about it and by the time he left the council chambers Roland was fairly certain Rhys would have at least heard about it. Over the last month or so, the two of them had spent quite a lot of time together. It had begun on the balcony of the restaurant that night they'd first really met and had continued since then, with Roland paying frequent visits to Rhys' office and Rhys just as often finding himself in Roland's suite. Roland enjoyed these flings as long as they lasted, as long as they were interesting, and Rhys had yet to become uninteresting. In fact, Roland had found himself all the more interested in the witch as time went on but such infatuations for him were normal and he was happy to go along with whatever feelings they brought up until they inevitably faded.

In this particular moment, after having done his duty, all he wanted to do was find Rhys. Not only because no doubt the witch would be worried but because...because Roland was much more shaken than he'd let on to the council and there was no one's presence he found more comforting right now than Rhys'. He sought out Rhys' heartbeat, the one he'd become so familiar with, and followed the sound of it. He didn't bother going back to his suite to change though there was a hole in his shirt, even if the one in his chest had already healed. There were probably leaves on his back, possibly even in his hair, and while he normally hated to present himself as anything but perfectly put together there were more important things than appearances at the moment.

With the aid of his super senses and his speed, he found Rhys quickly and appeared rather suddenly in front of the witch. "There you are." He smiled a little, though it was strained, pulled him into his arms and kissed him.