[Even if his lips don't cooperate, there's something in his eyes that softens as she kicks her legs. Such a simple thing to take joy in, and it reminds him of a world a million worlds away from here. His gaze flicks toward the ballroom where Rabadash is dancing with Queen Susan, and his tarkaans are otherwise occupied. For once, no one is watching the barbarian.]
You shouldn't let your sister marry him.
[If this meant he left with Rabadash tomorrow and was punished, so be it. Queen Susan was such a sweet, harmless thing, a little silly, from what George had seen, but not deserving of a life in Tashbaan.]
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You shouldn't let your sister marry him.
[If this meant he left with Rabadash tomorrow and was punished, so be it. Queen Susan was such a sweet, harmless thing, a little silly, from what George had seen, but not deserving of a life in Tashbaan.]