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Flora makes a very un-queenly pffft sound, lips twitching into a grin. "Of course there will be," she insists, flicking a stray curl from her face.
She nods as Soh lists off names, tucking them away with the same mental efficiency she uses for court business—except with a lot more excitement. "Perfect," she says brightly. "I’ll send invites when I get home. "
When the talk turns back to Zavien, Flora’s easy grin softens into something wryer. She nods through the first part of Soh’s reasoning, even as one blonde brow lifts at her friend’s diplomatic tone. "Yeah, I doubt he meant to," she agrees, giving a little shrug, [ssay]"but he’s the one who made it political. He just opened the can out of nowhere and started handing out worms." Her hand flutters dismissively through the air before finding Soh’s again. "But hey, if it does come up, maybe you can gently remind him that literally every single leader in Caido has more experience and power than he does. So maybe we don’t need his suggestions." Or at least, Flora certainly didn't.
The words are teasing, but the eye-roll that follows is genuine. Flora squeezes Soh’s hand and exhales a quiet laugh, the tension diffusing like fizz in a glass. "I’m not actively mad about it or anything," she adds. "He did apologise, and I’m fine calling it water under the bridge." Then, tossing a look over her shoulder with a mischievous grin, she adds, "You just know how much I hate being mansplained to."
She nods as Soh lists off names, tucking them away with the same mental efficiency she uses for court business—except with a lot more excitement. "Perfect," she says brightly. "I’ll send invites when I get home. "
When the talk turns back to Zavien, Flora’s easy grin softens into something wryer. She nods through the first part of Soh’s reasoning, even as one blonde brow lifts at her friend’s diplomatic tone. "Yeah, I doubt he meant to," she agrees, giving a little shrug, [ssay]"but he’s the one who made it political. He just opened the can out of nowhere and started handing out worms." Her hand flutters dismissively through the air before finding Soh’s again. "But hey, if it does come up, maybe you can gently remind him that literally every single leader in Caido has more experience and power than he does. So maybe we don’t need his suggestions." Or at least, Flora certainly didn't.
The words are teasing, but the eye-roll that follows is genuine. Flora squeezes Soh’s hand and exhales a quiet laugh, the tension diffusing like fizz in a glass. "I’m not actively mad about it or anything," she adds. "He did apologise, and I’m fine calling it water under the bridge." Then, tossing a look over her shoulder with a mischievous grin, she adds, "You just know how much I hate being mansplained to."
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