#macbeth couldnt resist teasing her a lil bit

[midmare]

@quiiscnt ( olexa ) said: “ how does it - it work? ” she was staring heavily at the magic carpet. “ can anyone ri - ride it? ”

macbeth was seated center upon woven textile, ankles crossed, arms folded over their chest, as the enchanted carpet meandered forward at a languid pace, matching their companion’s stride. crimson eyes had remained alert so far, though the ever - persistent threat of succumbing to sleep hovered over the former dark mage like a puffy gray rain cloud, heavy with the promise of night terrors. blood - red gaze cut to the timid mage, swirling with curiosity. “ it’s a magic item, ” he replied, a teasing edge lurking beneath the crisp delivery, “ no. only i can ride it. ” the lie rolled off his tongue like a breath of air, believable in its utter lack of inflection or tell. he allowed the fib to linger in the air for a few, sublime moments, before his poker face dissolved & gave way to a devilish smirk. “ it uses some magic power to maneuver, that’s all, ” he explained honestly, not without a hint of mirth.

a pause, as macbeth mentally rewound the conversation. “ why? ” they pondered her interest in the magic carpet, their own guesses as to her reason forming in their mind. the reflector mage leaned forward, eyeing olexa out of the corner of his eye. “ do you want to? ” it was practically an offer, though a shadow of reluctance lingered in their stiff drawl. chewing on his bottom lip, macbeth awaited the other’s response with bated breath, a fog of unreasonable anxiety gathering inside his chest. “ it can hold two people, ” he added, almost like an afterthought, betraying his intent.