[ Alina has a difficult time resisting Nikolai's affections. She sways into his side, arm looping across his back. She is happy to to leave this topic of conversation back with Zoya.
Her arm tenses, body seizing momentarily as it becomes obvious she's not in the clear. Groaning, she rolls her head to the side. ]
I wasn't pouting,
[ she protests, absolutely pouting. She blows out a puff of air, frustrated but straightening up. She is at least trying to be mature about this. It's a thin attempt, but an attempt all the same. She doesn't want a repeat of Zoya butting into her relationship, although she guesses that's not fair. For one, Mal was never really hers (and he still isn't, she shouldn't resent him for for breaking the rules of a relationship that don't actually exist). For two, that General title hangs heavily in the air. A king and his general could never be together.
Then again, he's not a king here. She's not a saint. Zoya doesn't have to be a general. ]
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Her arm tenses, body seizing momentarily as it becomes obvious she's not in the clear. Groaning, she rolls her head to the side. ]
I wasn't pouting,
[ she protests, absolutely pouting. She blows out a puff of air, frustrated but straightening up. She is at least trying to be mature about this. It's a thin attempt, but an attempt all the same. She doesn't want a repeat of Zoya butting into her relationship, although she guesses that's not fair. For one, Mal was never really hers (and he still isn't, she shouldn't resent him for for breaking the rules of a relationship that don't actually exist). For two, that General title hangs heavily in the air. A king and his general could never be together.
Then again, he's not a king here. She's not a saint. Zoya doesn't have to be a general. ]
I'll be as nice to her as she is to me.