[ She isn't expecting her attempt to make a polite exit to be so rebuffed. Perhaps she should have. Mystery, perhaps, would have served her marriage better than the immediate, unflinching honesty she stepped into the moment she and her things crossed the threshold of the Joddani townhouse. But his Majesty and Mikhail seem to have her in a pincer attack, and Anahid has all but forgotten that being alone with two men - and one of them infamously unmarried, at that! - would be social ruin back home.
Siyon wouldn't hesitate. Zagiri's laughter would ring to the sky if she was hearing this conversation. Anahid is supposed to be the eldest; she shouldn't almost be the most timid. ]
Very well. I can see when I'm at a strategic disadvantage.
[ A bright smile, belying her words; and then she ignores the king entirely. Like reclaiming a card that could solidify a teetering hand into a victory. ]
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Siyon wouldn't hesitate. Zagiri's laughter would ring to the sky if she was hearing this conversation. Anahid is supposed to be the eldest; she shouldn't almost be the most timid. ]
Very well. I can see when I'm at a strategic disadvantage.
[ A bright smile, belying her words; and then she ignores the king entirely. Like reclaiming a card that could solidify a teetering hand into a victory. ]
Mikhail, what do you suggest?