Filthy as a pig and drunk as a duck, he still had skills to draw the hungered attention of women. He had a way with his eyes, and a way to hold his expression that left so many swooning. Perhaps Evrie had been the first he used it on, first practiced and wanted to woo, but now? Now he used it to get so many lays he was probably considered a sex addict. He really did want to and loved to fuck just about any girl that'd let him.
"Curious?" he just about laughed in her face. "The whole fucking world knows about you and your Ansgar blessed children. But what about me? Fucking, I probably have so many fucking bastards out there..." And he thought back to Evangeline and how...
Well, yes, he was a father, at least on one confirmed occasion. The memory made him frown.
"Even a dead one." He tried to laugh about it- but the idea the Grand Duchess's first born child, a boy, who had died before even reaching the age of two, was hitting him a lot harder than he'd like to admit. He had been in love with her, perhaps even more so than he had been in love with Evrie, for at least with the Grand Duchess he got many good years of a scandalous affair.
With Evrie...
He just had a haunted past full of memories that helped lead him down the path that took him to just who he was today. She really was a great molder of his destiny- even if he'd never admit it. Hell, if he would have actually considered the reality of what his feelings could lead to, what they meant; he might have lived a decent life. Not that he'd ever think that way, or consider it...
Love.
It just wasn't fucking for him.
"You asking about children cause you want to make some with me?" He smirked- but hell, if he asked her, he'd fuck her right here. Too bad he'd probably have a whisky dick.
"I'm sure you've heard enough about me and what you've been missing- though I guess your husband does well enough- shooting off his fucking load inside you and making anything but a fucking heir. But hey, apparently I'm good at making some fucking sons. So you want it? I'm offering- and you know it'll only make us both feel like a fucking explosion of stars."
Yep, he was wasted.