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Chapter 10: In which Jee takes a compliment
“It’s hardly fair, is it?” Zhao’s voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, following him – pressing him – into the room. “He gets forgiven, while you… you will be working off your dishonour for many years to come. What commission can you get? What other ship will take you, once the Prince returns home?”
“Sir,” Jee grunted again. Let him insult him. He didn’t give a flying fuck what Zhao thought of him.
Even though it was true.
“Unless, of course, you know of some reason Prince Zuko shouldn’t return home? Some reason he doesn’t deserve to regain his honour?”
Oh.
Oh shit.
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