She thought about responding to his inquiry, appreciating that he understood how laden a trip to Amaranthine could be to her, but ultimately she just shook her head to indicate it hadn't been bad. Which was the honest truth, it hadn't turned out the way she'd expected, but she was okay with that. Or would be, she still needed to sort through it all.
Good of him to remember that ears were everywhere and give her the answer they'd want to hear, even if she could tell that it wasn't the truth. Everything about him screamed it, from the fidgeting with his collar to the air of confidence with which he repeated a very rehearsed line.
So she was relieved when he ushered her somewhere more private where he could confess the truth. She wasn't sure whether or not she was more angry or horrified that he had been left so alone and obviously given such horrible advice. Who was advising him, anyway? Who was looking out for him? Didn't anyone understand he was thrust into this and he was a good person with the best intentions but he needed help?
[color=#17b529]"Antiva? They have you looking at proposals with Antiva? Their diplomats would rob us blind, whoever is telling you that is an idiot and should be nowhere near you. Or the palace,"[/color] she exclaimed, furious and starting to pace. [color=#17b529]"The Free Marches would be a much smarter move, ugh!"[/color] Her brother had always been better at knowing the nuances of world politics, and despite continually trying to get out of her lessons she'd picked up on quite a bit too. Her parents would be glad at least some of their teachings had sunk in.
She whirled back to him, still upset for him, but settling into get-things-done mode. [color=#17b529]"We are going to fix this,"[/color] she said definitively. [color=#17b529]"Starting with getting you out of here for a while. You want to be kidnapped?"[/color] A sly grin came over her face. [color=#17b529]"I spent my childhood sneaking out of places like this, I can get us out of here without anyone being the wiser until morning. You in?"[/color]
Good of him to remember that ears were everywhere and give her the answer they'd want to hear, even if she could tell that it wasn't the truth. Everything about him screamed it, from the fidgeting with his collar to the air of confidence with which he repeated a very rehearsed line.
So she was relieved when he ushered her somewhere more private where he could confess the truth. She wasn't sure whether or not she was more angry or horrified that he had been left so alone and obviously given such horrible advice. Who was advising him, anyway? Who was looking out for him? Didn't anyone understand he was thrust into this and he was a good person with the best intentions but he needed help?
[color=#17b529]"Antiva? They have you looking at proposals with Antiva? Their diplomats would rob us blind, whoever is telling you that is an idiot and should be nowhere near you. Or the palace,"[/color] she exclaimed, furious and starting to pace. [color=#17b529]"The Free Marches would be a much smarter move, ugh!"[/color] Her brother had always been better at knowing the nuances of world politics, and despite continually trying to get out of her lessons she'd picked up on quite a bit too. Her parents would be glad at least some of their teachings had sunk in.
She whirled back to him, still upset for him, but settling into get-things-done mode. [color=#17b529]"We are going to fix this,"[/color] she said definitively. [color=#17b529]"Starting with getting you out of here for a while. You want to be kidnapped?"[/color] A sly grin came over her face. [color=#17b529]"I spent my childhood sneaking out of places like this, I can get us out of here without anyone being the wiser until morning. You in?"[/color]
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