That was quite a painful ask, Lucy. Al had already given so much to Edmund, knowing that he would never be able to have Edmund in return. His throat closed off and he sighed, looking to the side. It wasn’t Lucy’s fault. And their last conversation had made it clear to him that she would support her brother. That was as it should be.
“I’ll try,” Al said finally, his voice soft. “But I’m only here for the tournament, you know. And only as long as King Peter decides he wants me to be.”
Al was well aware how tenuous his position here has become. No matter what it almost felt like, this wasn’t a homecoming.
“I’ll see if I can make contact with any panthers. There aren’t many I trust, but there are some. Maybe they no something and they’ll talk to me.” Outcast to outcast, he thought, but didn’t say.
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Date: 2018-07-21 04:32 pm (UTC)“I’ll try,” Al said finally, his voice soft. “But I’m only here for the tournament, you know. And only as long as King Peter decides he wants me to be.”
Al was well aware how tenuous his position here has become. No matter what it almost felt like, this wasn’t a homecoming.
“I’ll see if I can make contact with any panthers. There aren’t many I trust, but there are some. Maybe they no something and they’ll talk to me.” Outcast to outcast, he thought, but didn’t say.