"i object," aurvael interjects, rather quickly. "no — it has naught to do with francel. rather, i thought you a more shrewd man than this, ser aymeric. think of what your detractors in the church might say if word gets out — and it will get out — that you are courting — not even a man, but a boy, barely grown!"]
I am not — [francel falters.] I am not...
[emmanellain takes francel's side, at least in a casual and irreverent way. "oh, do not say such things, lord aurvael! ser aymeric has ridden a dragon — i doubt those old priests will have anything new to say once they find out he's riding a man..."
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["you wish to court him? francel?" stephanivien asks, genuinely puzzled. "...why?"
"i object," aurvael interjects, rather quickly. "no — it has naught to do with francel. rather, i thought you a more shrewd man than this, ser aymeric. think of what your detractors in the church might say if word gets out — and it will get out — that you are courting — not even a man, but a boy, barely grown!"]
I am not — [francel falters.] I am not...
[emmanellain takes francel's side, at least in a casual and irreverent way. "oh, do not say such things, lord aurvael! ser aymeric has ridden a dragon — i doubt those old priests will have anything new to say once they find out he's riding a man..."
count baurendouin remains deadly quiet.]