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"I turned you down because I expected you would be able to get me some perfunctory meet-and-greet at best and that wouldn't serve for the kind of information I would have wanted before getting married. You didn't offer to get me that."

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"Pff," snorts Nataliem. "It doesn't matter how I got you into the marriage, what matters is that you were married. I had no doubt that his majesty could win you over from there."

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His majesty raises an eyebrow. Then, testily, he replies, "I beg your pardon? 'Win her over'? I'm not a rapist, I wasn't about to -"

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Nataliem rolls his eyes. "Oh, please. I was expecting more from you. I mean charm her."

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...Iobel looks eloquently skeptical.

"I was under the impression that he had held my cat hostage, and he assiduously avoided me for months."
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"Did you," sighs Nataliem. "Edarial, really. I'd had such high hopes!"

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"Kindly," says Edarial with a tone that is anything but pleasant, "do not try to familiarize yourself with me, I want nothing to do with you."

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"And even if he had tried to charm me, I was under the impression that he'd held my cat hostage. If we'd had enough of a conversation early on to produce that information then instead of just the other day, I imagine the ultimate outcome for you would have been the same. Did you have some plan of getting away with it?"

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"Because I was not expecting his majesty to be so cold as to lock me up in prison," says Nataliem primly.

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"You're such a brilliant judge of character I'm beginning to wonder how you could even tell I'd be a good queen," mutters Iobel.

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"I had other candidates," he shrugs. "You were hardly the best. They were better options, but his majesty ignored them once it became clear they were involved with me."

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Edarial smiles, just a little at the last part. He does not regret ignoring them for being involved with Nataliem. Not in the slightest.

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Iobel glances at Edarial. "Were you turning women away for having met Nataliem or was that code for 'in his pocket'?"

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"In his pocket. Or possibly sleeping with him, I'm not entirely sure which."

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Iobel makes a face.

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"That was my reaction, too."

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"Ugh," says Nataliem with distaste. "No, I wasn't sharing any of their beds. It would feel incestuous."

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"Incestuous?"

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"... None of them were your cousins or daughters or-"

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"I thought you were smart. You figure it out."

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Edarial stares at him.

While he is the former queen's son, he's not her king's. He's aware that there were several attempts at inventing a spell to cure sterility, and for one very good reason. The former king was sterile. None of the attempts to fix this worked. This is something he's been aware of for most of his life, and not cared about in the slightest. What did he care about a father who isn't there?

But with it all laid out in front of him like this... Well. It's not hard to figure out.

"Shit," he hisses. "Shit, you son of a - are you lying, are you making this up to spite me?!"
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"What am I missing?"

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"I and Zevros," says Edarial quietly, giving Nataliem a death glare, "are certainly royal, but one little known fact is that we're not the king's children. But we are the queen's. In other words, we are both bastards."

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"Oh."
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"Yes. But I don't think I believe him, it's -" He trails off. "Improbable."

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