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"You have my eyes," says Nataliem.

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He says something to his familiar in her language.

"Eat shit, choke on it, and die slowly while I piss in your throat," says his familiar.

"Thank you, Berathyme," says Edarial dryly.
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Iobel inspects their eyes.

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They are remarkably similar. The same shade of blue.

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And the age is right and -

She tentatively suspects that Nataliem is telling the truth, not that she anticipates this causing his children to be inclined to release him.
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"If you," says Edarial a little shakily, "are actually my father - then I'm ashamed to have you. I want nothing to do with you, and frankly you disgust me. So I hope you like your new home, because you will be here for a very long time."

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Iobel smiles a very small, very tight smile.

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"After all I've done for you?"

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Edarial barks out a laugh. "Corrupting pretty much everything I stand for with manipulation, kidnapping, terrorizing, poisoning, neglect, torture, treason, arrogance, narcissism, and generally being an asshole. Yes. After 'all you've done for me.'"

He growls, "You're lucky that my brother isn't here. He would have killed you. I wouldn't have stopped him."
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"Are you going to tell your brother?"

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"... Yes," sighs Edarial. "He deserves to know."

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"Is he going to come all the way here and kill him even if told in some less remote part of the castle?"

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"He will probably not bother."

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"Is there anything else worth learning from this... person?" wonders Iobel.

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Edarial considers Nataliem.

"... No. No I don't think there is."
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"All right then." Iobel picks up her cat and turns to go, murmuring a summary of the information in Cricket's ear. He responds in repulsed tones. She pets him and says something apparently soothing.

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Edarial follows. Berathyme asks for a more complete summary, and he provides it on the way. She nuzzles him.

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She decides not to attempt to begin any further topics of conversation, though she doesn't range far ahead of her husband either.

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This time, he breaks the silence.

"... So how afraid are you that I'll turn out like him?" he asks, quietly.
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"Less than Cricket is. Not zero. But I know little about what he was like when he was your age, and the late queen is not a stellar source of traits either, to be frank."

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"I have such fantastic odds," Edarial says bitterly.

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Iobel swallows several possible responses to that. She shushes Cricket when he starts muttering at her.

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Edarial isn't going to ask. Back to silence it is, then.

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Eventually she comes up with one she doesn't feel the need to stifle.

"She didn't seem to care what happened to the country. He didn't seem to care how things happened to the country. You have some measure of care for both."
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That actually makes him smile. "Thank you," he says, sincerely.

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