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“I can certainly talk to him. Though I wonder whose curtness will break first: his or mine.”
“His is an unenviable position.”
One that this one understands all too well.
“Part of me wonders if his pride.... Or perhaps nobility, won’t bring him to the same end.”
A hand, their good hand, comes to rest affectionately on her shoulder.
“Even now, you are too good to them. I cannot fault you for it, but it rankles me.”











