Mild protests are swept away in the thrill of Al's return-turned-celebration. Al might not see it as a cause for rejoicing, but Edmund was visibly rejoicing in his presence again, and he would let ceremony stand in the way, nor hubris or arguments about who was right or wrong.
He felt the absence of Al's touch immediately. Edmund glanced at him questioningly. "Well, yes. She is of my kind. Just as you have spent your time with yours." Wasn't that what Al had wanted for them? The Narnian King didn't know what was so wrong with seeking out a mate from his own 'pack'. Unless...
"Oh, I know what they say about us. That we're all traitors, Witch-kind. Do you believe that, Al? Do you think none of us Panthers can truly be Narnian?" His eyes were very big and very dark on Alphonse's golden, honest face.
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Date: 2018-07-20 03:00 am (UTC)He felt the absence of Al's touch immediately. Edmund glanced at him questioningly. "Well, yes. She is of my kind. Just as you have spent your time with yours." Wasn't that what Al had wanted for them? The Narnian King didn't know what was so wrong with seeking out a mate from his own 'pack'. Unless...
"Oh, I know what they say about us. That we're all traitors, Witch-kind. Do you believe that, Al? Do you think none of us Panthers can truly be Narnian?" His eyes were very big and very dark on Alphonse's golden, honest face.