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Since reading magic theory books and thinking about spell design are both things that can be done while cuddling, Siva's been doing less of the "divide her time between Tanaikon and the library" thing over the past few days since a certain emotionally complicated conversation. Cuddling is good. Falling asleep in her lover's arms is also good. Siva did that tonight.
It's not where she wakes up.
"Aeleva, find me a translating soulbearer. Seofar, I would be overjoyed if you'd take up residence in your old rooms for now. I'm sure you can think of a way to keep yourself occupied without terrifying my populace. And Kelora..."
He gazes thoughtfully at his granddaughter.
"Welcome home," he says at last.
"That's it?" says Aeleva. "Tekhesin fucking Seofar drops in unannounced with an inexplicable stranger on his arm, carrying Nahira's dead soul, and your response is literally 'go to your room'?"
"I admit it's not precisely what I envisioned when I sent Taliar, but," he shrugs.
"C'mon," Seofar says to Siva, giving her a one-armed hug and leading her out of the office.
It's a pretty funny look.
His old rooms have dust sheets over all the furniture and a marvelous view of the city. They only terrify two servants on the way there.
Poor servants. Siva vaguely recalls the man Tanaikon terrified at the party where they met--come to think if it, she never did ask him what it was he said...
And now they are in his rooms. He uncovers the bed and picks Siva up and sits down and pulls her into his lap.
"My father as much as told us to fuck all day and leave the politics to him, which I think is a fine idea," he says.
"Mm. True. But I can still do this," and he kisses her and spills fire down her back under her borrowed shirt.
He can do so much of that. He can hold her in his lap and kiss her and reach a flame-wreathed hand into her borrowed trousers.
He is very clever, among other positive adjectives, many of which fail to qualify as words under most conventional definitions.
Hopefully she won't scream too loudly but honestly if the palace servants think he's torturing someone in here that's his father's problem and he expects his father can solve it.
Isn't she just.
There are things she can do, too, if he lets her collect her thoughts long enough. She can't cheat as hard as he can, of course, but she has experience with the model.
He'll probably let her collect her thoughts long enough. Eventually. After a few hours.
Well, nothing is seriously wrong. At least assuming when a few hours have passed he doesn't complain about anything either.
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