He was serious in his offer to bring her here whenever she wanted. Colden thought for a moment when it came to visiting her, which seemed only fair to him considering how gracious she had been to him since he got back to Arri. “Sure. Why not? It’s only fair that I see you in your own element.” It would be less of a strain for her to trek back and forth each day Besides, from her words, her family was even smaller than his own so he could see that it could get lonely sometimes.
There was another benefit from hearing her speak of how her family was when it came to her volunteering for this punishment he was stuck with. With how the others were, she seemed like the last hope for her own Court to grow it out again. He didn’t blame her for it, but again she did this out of sacrifice. “What’s your mother like, besides what you told me?”, he asked out of pure curiosity. He knew Angela to be loving and tough but fair, Toya to be a bit of a spitfire but well meaning and he knew of his ‘mother’, but when it came down to either of the other two Court Queens, he was unsure about Aunt Lily or Aunt Cathrine. At least he could learn more about the latter.
He hadn’t meant to explode the way he had, but Colden had enough of hearing about how men didn’t desire her for a relationship. No other woman could compare to her in his eyes and thought any man would be lucky enough to have her. He didn’t want her to just settle, he wanted her to be happy. She went to calm him down a bit and he could only take a few huffs as he recollected himself. Her eyes slightly changed but he only noticed because he was so used to their normal blue. “I don’t think that I’m…:”, he started to say but she cut him off. Honestly he had stewed in his sorrow and despair during that time, completely ignoring his desires. He didn’t think of himself like she had stated. Perhaps he wasn’t that little boy anymore, but he didn’t quite think of himself too highly, at least not like he had shamefully not too long ago.
Such thoughts left him as he went to cheer her up and for some reason he thought bring her outside would help with it. Perhaps he was hasty, but the rosenite wanted to help in some form or another. She seemed to rather enjoy it which helped to put his own mid at ease. The rain fell and went, but they remained, albeit soaked and cold but as she carried a smile on her face, so did he. “It’s no big deal. Just…wanted to help. You look better with a smile on your face.” He felt his own cheek growing red from the remark but he put it aside once he heard the lightning and felt her coming to him. He draped an arm around her for support and then nodded. “Yeah, let’s. Just follow my lead and I’ll make sure nothing happened to you.” Colden slowly led her back into the house and back into his room. Going into the closet, he took out several towels and blankets and handed her some of them to use to dry off while he did the same. “Perhaps the storm isn’t quite over?”, he said again, looking through the window. He could see the townspeople hurrying off the streets and into their homes. “Should I send word to your household that you may be stuck here, at least for a little while? I don’t want them to worry.”
Colden looked to her again before he sat down on the bed and just watched her for bit. He still didn’t like how sad she had gotten earlier. It wasn’t fair for fate to treat her in this regard. If there was anything at all he could do, what he could actually do for her, he would in a heartbeat. “I see you differently than how you may see yourself. I know how it feels to think you aren’t worth anything. You’ve seen that from me and yet you helped me out. I see you as being stronger than most give you credit for.” He was trying to find the words that would reflect his thoughts on the matter. “Having gentle heart, especially in this world is harder to obtain than having power or wealth, titles or armies. It’s easier to give into anger and hate, but harder to be kind and loving like you are.” Colden moved to her and took her hand into his, “You, Crystaline, are a diamond in the rough. I don’t care what others say or think of it. That’s my two cents on that.”