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we shall keep the shield wall fast
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Posted on June 18, 2013 at 03:53:58 AM by t r i s t a n

�You�ve got it wrong, �your highness�� Tristan corrected Tarquin with a smirk, �when I catch you being a dick to my best friend, and push you into a body of water, that�s a clue that I�m not especially pleased.� He glanced at Jenny for a moment and discovered that she was staring down at her feet. Tristan�s smile broadened as he folded his arms across his chest and fixed Tarquin with a disbelieving expression on his face. They began to shuffle off in silence and the prince watched them go until they were clear of the lawn and had moved around to the other side of the castle. When Tristan turned back to face Thoth his smirk was gone and he studied his friend closely. He was perceptive enough to have noticed Tarquin�s threat � the idiot wasn�t intelligent enough to be subtle, and worry was written all over Thoth�s face. Tristan sighed. He extended his arm out, his fingers still coiled around the pendant, and waited for Thoth to put out his hand to receive it. It dropped neatly free of the prince�s hand in order to land on the other boy�s palm.

They didn�t speak for a while. Tristan watched the ducks as they ventured back onto the water after the disturbance, his brow furrowed in thought. The repeated use of the same nickname implied to him that it was not the first time that Tarquin had used it. If it had been going on for a while undetected, then it would take more than a dunking to resolve anything. Tristan�s fists clenched for a moment, his shoulders stiffening � he was going to make it right. �How long?� he asked Thoth at last, looking him in the eye. Why didn�t you tell me sooner he wanted to ask, but the words died on his tongue. If he thought about it, he could imagine why. It didn�t make him any happier, in fact, it made him angrier. He bent down and collected a flat pebble from the floor, and took a step towards the bank. Flicking his wrist, he sent the pebble out to bounce four times across the water�s surface and the ducks quacked their disgruntlement.

�I always knew he was a jerk-off,� the prince continued, stooping in order to pick up another. He ran his thumb over its surface and some of the dried mud that clung to it crumbled away, �I just didn�t know he was being a prick to you.� Tristan bit his lip, that had come out wrong. He didn�t mean that it was all right for Tarquin to mess with everyone else, but friends came first. He would have defended any one of them...except for Bryar, but if Tarquin had tried anything on with her then they�d probably have been carrying him off the lawn on a stretcher. The image was rather appealing. Where was she when you needed her? �I just mean...� the prince resumed, �that I�ll sort him out. Give me a couple of days, and I swear, he�ll think twice the next time he sees you.�

_{photography by Dominic�s pics | Mark Cutler at flickr.com}
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how did i end up in the deep end? - By thoth June 18, 2013 at 05:36:42 AM
- we shall keep the shield wall fast - By t r i s t a n June 19, 2013 at 00:11:42 AM
  - like a champion high diver, - By thoth June 19, 2013 at 04:10:58 AM

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