03-05-2011, 02:22 PM
Lia watched the expressions on the genie's face and he found himself raising his eyebrows a little in surprise. The moment the said stranger had jumped down from the table, though, his surprise turned to wary again as he took a step back to distance themselves just in case this was someone who was after the throne. He did get almost killed often and they were, strangely, people who weren't part of the villages in this island.
"Master?" he repeated, his brows meeting together to form a crease. And, rub the lamp? What exactly is this stranger talking about? He had honestly thought he was out of his mind and he stood there, stunned, as he listened to him laugh sheepishly and apologized about something. When he'd heard the word 'genie', though, his eyes had widened and he'd unconciously taken a step back. He didn't fully take a step back though. "Is this that typical three wishes in the storybooks?" he asked, quirking a brow in curiosity before he'd cleared his throat. His chin seemed to have raised just a little as he straightened up and fixed his shirt.
"I am Ice Etolia E. Theolitikos, the prince of this country, Icetica," he said, his voice holding that tone that told anyone he was proud of what he was. In fact, perhaps, too proud.
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