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❛ We can’t exactly throw him in prison. There’s a reason why the Court exists. Otherwise, we might ‘s well paint our- selves blue and go fight for the king ! I’m your king, am I not ? You’ll respect the laws I answer to ! ❜
Disbelief swept his face, "O'course yer my king, as yer a friend! And I just said I'll follow yer wishes! What did I say now?!" Confusion took over disbelief, he agreed with George, only to get rebuffed?!
❛ And we’ll keep on waitin’, I know, Marek. I know. But there’s no other way. You and me both know that the old sayin’ about ‘no honor among thieves’ is far from the truth. We can’t do anythin’ without betrayin’ that honor. Nothin’ but waitin’. ❜
"...This waitin' s'killin' me, George!! Claw's doin' what 'e wan's and we can' do nothin' abou' it....This is frustratin'!!" He knew George's words rang true but he just couldn't sit still!!
"I suppose so," grin widening.
"So what can I do for ya?" he asked, "Just for a chat or got a question about combat?"
“ If I’m not at the top of the list, clearly I’m doing something wrong. Being polite isn’t exactly my forte. At least I have an excuse for it. Hm. Don’t suppose you know where I can find any more fruit, do you? ”
"Oh, no worries, yer at th' top...Because yer in my 'ome and yer spinnin' some tale abou' travelin' the world or somethin'... Yeh, dow' in t'market..."
“ Don’t mind if I do! ” Visoren stashes some of the fruit on his person, making his vest appear rumpled and frumpy.
“ I’m sure someone might’ve tried to hammer some basic etiquette into my head, but I’m really good at tuning people out when they start going on about boring stuff. Thanks for the fruit. ” He’d put a fortune charm of some sort on the fellow later. That was about the extent of his politeness.
"Tunin' people out 's jus' rude....y'should listen t'them." He watched the other stash the fruit away, "Yer a strange one....Though 've met stranger people, y'make tha' list...." Marek shook his head.
“ Technically, I don’t really have a mother. I mean, I guess you could call the god that created me my parent, but he stopped talking to us over a millennia—-
Oh, whatever, it doesn’t matter much. I’d prove the world-hopping thing, but I’m gonna need at least seven more apples. ”
"Then, didn' anyone teach y'not to eat wit' yer mout' full?? ...... First y'intru'e in someone's 'ome... Then y'finish all their fruits... Jus' take the whole thin'"
Nate returned the smile eagerly. “It’s alright. I just wanted to make sure I was in the right place. I was scheduled for archery lessons?”
"Archery? Yes sir, you're in the right place. Name's Ashraf or maybe you already knew that.... Got any previous knowledge with the bow?"
❛ Have you been forgettin’ the Laws, Marek ? We can’t go ‘round killin’ all my subjects; what sorta king would I be then ? But I’m not trustin’ him to openly challenge me. Not yet. We can only wait ‘til he stops pullin’ dirty tricks like a noble, shakin’ in his boots. ❜
"I 'onestly don' think 'e's gonna stop. This is Claw we're talkin' 'bout. 'e's gon' keep sendin' other' people t'do 'is dirty work...."
“ Thank Vasha. No story, though. Well. I mean, I am a storyteller, of a sort, but I prefer to make my lies believable when I do lie. ”
This is, of course, said with a mouthful of apple.
"Tha' s'great an' all... Bu' 'm findin' a hard time believin' ye and yer world traveling thin'.... And didn' yer Ma teach ya not t'speak with yer mout' full?"
"That—doesn’t even fit." She’s grinning a little helplessly, shaking her head.
"I tried, didn't work. But hey! You're smiling so it means something,"
❛ D'you reckon it's the quiet before the storm ? I’m sure hopin’ so; it’s gettin’ borin’ with Claw still toein’ around our laws. A man of honor, he’s not. ❜
"Hn....We really need t'deal wit' him. Bring 'im to cour'... Tho' that might be a bit hard. Out o'curiosity... Coul' we kill 'im if we see 'im?"
Do not hurt him I will rip you apart.
”It’s called sticking his nose into my business—”
"I would very much like t'keep bot' o'my ears, thank you....So bear wit' me, then y'can go tell 'is Majesty yer complaints."
“I ain’t lost!” And he never would have admitted it even if he was lost, but he cut off the rest of what he was going to say, his stomach grumbling. “Please, sir, I’m hungry.”
"I can smell a lie from miles away, an' I know yer lying." Or he was just really well-trained and hated to be lied to. "....Alrigh' come in, but don' cause a ruckus...."
“ You have never heard of the l e g e n d a r y Lonely Mountain.. ? Strange.. I have never heard of ‘Corus’ nor ’ Tortall ‘.. I shall assume you know not of who I am then.. Pity.. I am the Arkenstone.. The King’s Jewel.. And you are ? “
"Marek Swiftknife, ma'am. 've never 'eard o'the Lonely Mountain... The only thin' lonely I 'ear of is men in t'bar.... No 'ffense, ma'am."
I might bend I may bruise But, I will never Ever Let myself break Not While I still have Something to PROTECT