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Ky laughed at that. “… the Loquiturs don’t, but, uh… yeahh.” Tarr definitely did. And Ash… he was well meaning. She was sure of that. But it was hard to ...

Ky nodded in agreement. “They’re solemn. Especially here.”

Ky nodded. “I’m from the coast… but things feel… heavier? Here?” And not just her mood. “Old.”

Ky nodded, looking up at the trees. “It is nice. To have nature, rather than stone.” But the stone was still there. Always there.

Ky pulled her furs a little tighter. It felt ominous. Even the sparse recreational part of this Keep was dark and foreboding. Maybe she wouldn’t spend much time out here ...

Ky was uncomfortable with her critiques. Was it treason to even agree with someone criticizing your king? She didn’t know. “Apparently it’s a lot slower. He wanted to make it ...

“I… think he was intentionally trying not to look like one,” Ky said cautiously. At this point she was fairly certain she wasn’t going to get her head on a ...

“No, actually.” Ky shook her head. “He doesn’t look like a king at all. I met him in town and was frightened because I didn’t know it was him.”

“He was nice,” Ky said. Transphobic, apparently. And didn’t mind slaves. “It was a little awkward… and I had a lot of other people I was trying to interact with, ...

“I had the same reaction — I was so alarmed.” Ky offered a sheepish grin. “Apparently this hasn’t happened in a very long time.”

“Yeah. I got a lot of books. And a fancy sword and armor. And some puzzles. And a really nice coat.” She sighed softly at that. “And an absurdly fancy ...

“… I mean the ceremony kind of sucked,” Ky admitted. “But it was nice before that. They gave me way too many gifts. It was obscenely generous.”

Ky’s ungratefulness bubbled up again before she could quash it. “… I mean the adoption has been nice.”

“I will,” Ky assured her. She had a sneaking suspicion she wasn’t going to stop thinking about this. Ever.

“I don’t know.” She flushed more. “It just… I don’t know.”