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They get to Casasha. Shara gets her cream puff and her fruit. Strangers incline their heads to her and call her "pennon"; a few recognize her personally or just know that there aren't any other Swanpennons her age and call her "princess". Casasha is pretty densely populated - there's farmland in parts of it, but the place the wilds spit them out in isn't it; it's a largish city by the source of the river they've been following, and after they spend a night in an inn there - and their horses are more thoroughly seen to than is possible on the trail - they'll be proceeding on a well-trafficked highway to the royal household.
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"Clever protagonists who rescue people? Are you contemplating writing a book about me since you can't paint?"
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Adarin cracks up. "I wasn't, but now I kind of want to see if I can manage that!"
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"I'm not sure I can write a book, though! I could obsessively plan it out and never start, or the prose could be a mess, or any number of things."
"Well, I don't desperately need a book. But if you want to write one you can."
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"Thanks! If I get bored I might try it. I might even try to make it into a series, of adventures that I make up."
"I will want to vet any adventures being attributed to me."
"Thank you. No claiming that I have been swashbuckling pirates or something. Totally inconsistent with my established character, that."
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He snickers. "It would be, you'd be consistent with your established character and you'd go on lots of adventures with Kayam to help innocent people with the power of talking about it."
"The power of what? Me and Kayam saved you with raveling and a flashball and a knife."
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"You tried talking about it first; the flashball, raveling, and knife were in self defense after that failed."
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"So, obviously the adventures would involve you trying to talk about it, the villains not agreeing, and then you have to win through violence."
"I'm actually terrible at violence, personally. Until I was eight I was the clumsiest little girl of all time, and then my parents found me a chronic-healer and now I'm not nearly that bad but anything really complicated is still not going to happen. So Kayam fills in."
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"Okay, you need Kayam's help to win through violence. She'll be your sidekick."
"We prefer to call her my friend rather than my sidekick."
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"You are being extremely unhelpful with my floundering not-an-author starting attempts, you realize."
"Oh no. How terrible of me. The crown will not be impressed."
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"Obviously there is only one way to solve this." He pauses dramatically. "I must never write again."
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".... Well. Okay, not again. I must never start writing a novel, though."
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"I am entirely free to tell your story in interpretive dance, though." Another pause. "I will not tell your story in interpretive dance."