but it's too late, i chose my destiny in gethsemane
One thing, Maryani guessed, that would continually annoy Martel: her tendency to take Ehlana's side on things. It wasn't that she didn't understand his viewpoint on things, it's just that she understood the Queen's better, and of course she'd choose a woman's sensible nature over a man's desire to be protective any day ( Read more... )
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"How nice for them," Martel says, flatly. He'd argued as long and as loud as Stragen and Platime had against allowing ('allowing') Ehlana out of Cimmura--to Chyrellos, of all places, now--and once they'd lost that battle, the moody 'General' had spent the journey making sure his very presence was a disapproving objection to their chosen course of action.
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"Ah," Maryani realizes, speaking half-to herself, "Martel is displeased, now."
So she stops him in the middle of the hall and arches onto her tiptoes to kiss him. After all, it's the tried and true method! Fortunately, there don't appear to be a lot of spectators around, although that is subject to change. Not that Maryani would care, because she has no sense of propriety.
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What gave him away? ...oh, she's kissing him. It doesn't really mollify him any, but what it does (at least temporarily) is head off an argument while he pauses to respond. "I've been displeased since before we left Cimmura," he reminds her, 'helpfully', when they part.
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"Yes, I'm aware, but it doesn't do any good now, does it? We're here, so we might as well make the best of things. Being in a bad temper isn't any fun for you, is it?" There's a pause, and she draws closer, peering at him curiously.
"It isn't, is it?"
Just, you know, checking.
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