Re: lakeside mansions: Dietre A. & Hugh C.
Dietre blushed. He wasn’t used to talking about anything sexual, not even something as tame as flirting or whether someone was good looking or not. For the vast majority of his life he had avoided these subjects, it was only recently that he was loosening up… somewhat. The man from the maze was not wrong when he called him a prude.
“Um… Well, he offered before that,” he confessed. “And he was handsome. His eyes were two different colors. I thought they were beautiful… He turned out to be a monster, though.” Dietre could still recall the horror he had felt at witnessing the transformation. That other him was not so well acquainted with death as this him was, the thought of dying terrified him. “An actual monster. He was about to kill me, but then I think the magic wore off and everything went back to normal…”
He listened with a sympathetic ear to Hugh’s tale of lost love. Dietre knew quite a bit about being on the losing end of such things. And he too had once hesitated long enough for someone he cared about to turn to someone else and leave him. “I’m sorry, Hugh…” He moved his hand as if he were about to reach toward the other man, but he lost his nerve. He wished he knew better words to comfort.