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[issarok.livejournal.com]

Issarok has finished the morning classes and is now free to roam around the palace.

Unfortunately, it's nearly Midwinter, so the palace is dark, and there are Southerners and Firebenders everywhere, all of whom he'd really rather not run into in the dark.

He's sitting in the throne room instead, reading over a scroll of military theory and frowning whenever he finds something he disagrees with.  Which appears to be fairly often.

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[issarok.livejournal.com]

"Of course." He accepts her apology graciously, and is pleased that she's willing to learn about her new culture. Maybe she'll learn to behave. She's bright, for a girl. He looks quite fond as he bows to her.

"And there was no intrusion, Princess. It was my honour to speak to you."

[weighandbalance.livejournal.com]

Fond. That lends something to her smile, to see that in his eyes. They know a little more about each other now and he's pleased and she's... confident in her ability to adapt.

He's not a bad guy. Maybe he'll be willing to learn a little, too.

Sakari bows her head graciously, flattered, and takes her leave.



Her dad is definitely apologizing before he leaves.