[You know, one has to ask. But it would seem that this is 100% the way to get and keep a wild Kieran docile; he's fully engaged in the story, chewing on his thumb nail a bit as he listens - actually anticipating whatever angle the story was to take next.]
Well. No. He actually had a truly ridiculous number of adventures before finally rescuing the king's daughter from a many headed sea monster. After that they were married, but then the 'fish baddie' did appear and steal the lad away.
The princess, being a clever sort, took her harp to the sea-shore, and sat and played; and the sea-maiden came up to listen, for sea-maidens are fonder of music than all other creatures. But when the wife saw the sea-maiden she stopped.
The sea-maiden said, "Play on!" but the princess said, "No, not till I see my man again." So the sea-maiden put up his head out of the water. Then the princess played again, and stopped till the sea-maiden put him up to the waist. Then the princess played and stopped again, and this time the sea-maiden put him all out of the water.
[As he speaks, Harry plays with Kieran's hair gently.]
[He says, yawning just a little - turns out playing with his hair continues to pacify him, putting him into a near doze-like state. Just awake enough to listen and notice disruption to the story, should it happen, but fading enough that his movements are minimal and his breathing is deepening. Murmured:]
Well. The princess thought quickly and offered then to trade her harp for her husband. The sea-maiden agreed, but when they went to trade the princess strangled the sea-maiden with the strings of her harp, killing her quite dead.
And so the couple lived happily ever after.
[He yawns and just sort of keeps petting Kieran, drifting between asleep and awake.]
[There's a pause in which someone might conceivably think that he'd fallen asleep, but then - his head just tilts, brows furrowed together as he's digesting that last bit. It's a good thing that he is about to fall asleep, so the last words he has are a mixture of:]
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[You know, one has to ask. But it would seem that this is 100% the way to get and keep a wild Kieran docile; he's fully engaged in the story, chewing on his thumb nail a bit as he listens - actually anticipating whatever angle the story was to take next.]
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The princess, being a clever sort, took her harp to the sea-shore, and sat and played; and the sea-maiden came up to listen, for sea-maidens are fonder of music than all other creatures. But when the wife saw the sea-maiden she stopped.
The sea-maiden said, "Play on!" but the princess said, "No, not till I see my man again." So the sea-maiden put up his head out of the water. Then the princess played again, and stopped till the sea-maiden put him up to the waist. Then the princess played and stopped again, and this time the sea-maiden put him all out of the water.
[As he speaks, Harry plays with Kieran's hair gently.]
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[He says, yawning just a little - turns out playing with his hair continues to pacify him, putting him into a near doze-like state. Just awake enough to listen and notice disruption to the story, should it happen, but fading enough that his movements are minimal and his breathing is deepening. Murmured:]
... What next?
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And so the couple lived happily ever after.
[He yawns and just sort of keeps petting Kieran, drifting between asleep and awake.]
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What a bad bitch. That's hot.
[Okay, keep doing the hair thing. "I like that".]
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[The last conscious thing Harry does is shift enough to kiss Kieran's forehead.]