Julian jerked his arm away, turning a glower down to the dirt so Jono couldn't see the sting of tears in his eyes, once more grateful for the other male's head-blindness. "I want her to succeed," he said a little thickly. "I want her to defeat Hobart and take black Glacia and bring her back to the Old Ways. But I don't know how she can do that while intentionally hobbling herself."
Once more in control of himself, he glared back up at Jono. "No matter what you think of me, I'm still one of the best friends you've got. She might get rid of Hobart and all the foreign males who support him, but do you think she'll get rid of all the aristos who do to? All the people who fear Black Widows? Everyone who titters behind their hands because their Queen is bedding someone no better than a barnyard animal? My family knows landens. Aristos in Sidra, in Nachfelde, or Kleinhaven...when do you think the last time they met a landen? Talked to one? Even the artisans and burghers, unless they had reason to wander into the landen parts of town? And how do you think they'll see her?"
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Date: 2013-03-08 04:19 am (UTC)Once more in control of himself, he glared back up at Jono. "No matter what you think of me, I'm still one of the best friends you've got. She might get rid of Hobart and all the foreign males who support him, but do you think she'll get rid of all the aristos who do to? All the people who fear Black Widows? Everyone who titters behind their hands because their Queen is bedding someone no better than a barnyard animal? My family knows landens. Aristos in Sidra, in Nachfelde, or Kleinhaven...when do you think the last time they met a landen? Talked to one? Even the artisans and burghers, unless they had reason to wander into the landen parts of town? And how do you think they'll see her?"