Because pinky reminded me that Thayet had feelings for Jon as well.

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It's late, but George pulls a pair of chipped wooden dice out of his desk drawer. Thayet can't sleep and George seems to be always awake- planning for the coronation, against Ralon. Planning for the safety of his own throne.

Thayet sweeps her skirts as she sits in the chair opposite the new baron. "I told Jon that you were teaching me to play dice. He said that you taught him too."

George forces a chuckle, wondering what else the prince talks to her about. "He told you he learned, but not that he lost nearly every time he played."

She smiles kindly, and fingers the bridge of her nose. "I'm afraid I'm falling in love with him," she confesses a moment later.

George drops the dice to the table with a clatter. He realizes quite suddenly that he is terrified of the very same thing.

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