[Easal likes talking. He likes the sound of his own voice. He knows how to talk around things and delve into heard truths, and he takes full advantage of it. There are plenty of seelie like him, but he's aware of that. He tries to keep himself apart by being upfront about it all.

Now here he stands, married to a selkie. Forever and after, as it were. They'll have time to come around to each other at the very least, he thinks. A slow growing relationship should have time to take root.

The blush is adorable. Easal beams.]

Is that the reason! Security! A grand scheme, that. I'd never catch on. I can't think of any others who would either. There are other security measures to worry and fret about, but scents! Oh I like that. It's like a mystery.

[It's true. But the fae, all of them, take advantage of technologies when they're away from their realm of magic. In many ways, magic and letters are simply easier than trying to fuss with something new that needs too many modifications to keep functioning properly. Besides that, the importance of a letter can't be replaced with a few hilarious emojis and Rickrolls (oh yes, Easal knows about the Rickroll. He thinks it's great).]

My father, yes. [It does no harm to confirm what Kai has already pieced together.] I don't foresee an unending ire from him. Really, I don't know that he will mind at all the happening, but if I am lax in reporting in to him he will be quite angry indeed. He does like to be in the know.

[His expression brightens at both the question and admittance, his smile small but genuine.] I am, alas, but the third son and heir. Had you met my eldest brother Ansic in my stead, this conversation would be quite different. A prince yourself! How fortuitous. That is what many will say, I am sure of it. Father included.

And you, your family, will they be disturbed? Seelie are so well known and for so many reasons, not all good.