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[So I apparently thought to renew this journal but not the one for some variety of murderbirb? I have no idea what pastme was doing.

But. It's been a long couple months for a certain siren and the prince she technically probably kidnapped a little bit. One has to assume that by now, they have been picked up by the northerners, and there's been a funny game where everyone involved knows who Renn is, but Kohane has basically straight up denied answering that directly to anyone, because plausible deniability is the best party trick. How she's getting away with basically continually lying to the King with a straight face is a mystery for the ages.

But, they've been put up somewhere and so, tired from another round of "no, he's totally just some other guy named renn, wow he does look a lot like the prince isn't that weird", Kohane's come back to wherever they're staying. You know. Having left Renn to his own devices in a new country with a probably unprecedented amount of freedom with his time.

She's not smart.]

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I'll try. I just... there's so much.

[If she remembers, Renn wasn't allowed outside of the palace and approved various points without some heavy escort, when he was younger. This might be one of the first times he's been out and about without a guard or six.]

I know.

[Ruffling his hair.] You've got time to practice, Renn. I promise you that much.

Why do you always--

[ALWAYS THE HAIR RUFFLE]

Because everything else I want to do when you're like this is going to embarrass you more.

[She will stop ruffling, at least.]

I... I heard more than one of your sisters turned up in the capital, too. Does that cause any problems?

[He is trying to salvage what remains of his dignity, chill.]

...Renn. My oldest sister is the queen.

[Did. Did she forget to mention that? She probably forgot to mention that.]

And Nimhe won't cause trouble...it's kind of amazing she's even come down off the mountain at all. She doesn't really like fighting, or people.

I knew that. I just. The other one being there made me worry. As we've seen there's a few people who aren't too thrilled with my being here. Or, you know. Alive.

Well, let me put it this way. Night is the only person who's defeated Lidan in one-on-one combat pretty much ever. And I doubt it'd be one on one this time, given the King is some fucking terrifying man what uses swords. Sure, he'd probably kill one or both of them before they killed him, but still.

Nimhe hates fighting and honestly doesn't really like Lidan too much either, so even if she did get involved, wouldn't be on his side. Even if she did, she won't have it in her to hurt me.

And I can't beat him in a fair fight, but his mind control doesn't work on me and I can still turn his entire army against him before he gets close enough to strangle me, given how my voice carries. Leaves plenty of time to run while he's busy killing them all.

I think you'll be fine.

[...Kohane, maybe you take after your big brother more than anyone thought. Normal people don't have plans to kill their entire family, just in case.]

...Do you seriously plan to kill everyone you meet, or is family special?

...Is that weird?

[Staring at him a little.]

I mean...you've met my siblings.

Yeah, and you know most of mine.

[He sighs and rubs his face.]

Then again, given they were planning on killing me, maybe I'm the weird one here.

Ehhh...I don't know. I mean...Lidan and Nimhe basically raised me, so I can't really say that I'm not warped, but.

Maybe it's better that you're not like that. There's a reason none of us are really cut out to rule anything.

But that does require me to rely on the sort of people who are like that, then, doesn't it?

[He smiles at her.]

Dependence... or is it actual trust?

I know which I'm hoping for...

[Oh, he actually got her to blush. But she's taking his hand.]

C'mon, let's find dinner. You're getting hungry by now, right?

I admit, I am. Are you actually going to eat or am I just going to be a battery for you again?

[Hey, it's a legit question after last time, but he's letting her lead him off all the same.]

If we're out in public, I'm eating people food.

[Elbowing him gently.] Unless that's a kink you're just dying to indulge, Renn?

Hey, I'm learning just how impulsive spirits are. I had to ask what your plans were.

[He chuckles a bit, and swats at her elbow.]

Hey, now, keep that up and I might decide I want a second course when we get home.

I saw the way you looked at me -- I figured that was a foregone conclusion.

[Getting even redder.]

I--Hey!!

[Well, they're in the food section of the market. Please pick something before Kohane explodes from overrustle.]

After all, a Rakshasa of your age and power has to be essentially insatiable, right?

[He'll be wandering down until he finds some kind of pita sandwich thing. Maybe gyros? Maybe kebab. Street food. He's hungry, it smells like grease and good.]

That's--I don't--I'm--Where are you even getting this information?!

[She does calm down enough to get some gyros, tho. Yum, meat.]

...I've read a lot of books about spirits.

[And that's apparently all he's going to say on that matter. :3]

...[She is clearly questioning what kind of books he's been reading but.

Gyros first. Judging Renn's porn later.]

[He has had access to the royal archives his whole life. His porn collection is eccentric, refined, and sprawling in a way that defies most explanations.]