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[iniquiticity]

i don’t know what the fuck true love even is but i do want to hang out with you for basically the rest of my life. (let’s hang out - TO THE DEATH)

 

 

 

Ser Rhodin had taken him by surprise, but perhaps in retrospect it had only been Rhodin being Rhodin, and he had just not known exactly what that meant, then. In retrospect what had been so surprising was someone who, in the most peculiar way possible, made sense: came into problems and left them with solutions Ludvic understood.

Ludvic was, in his way, much more used to people giving him answers to questions that were absolutely baffling. There were things he had come to love about the Imperial Guard and the Palace of Stars, but he felt immense confidence that he would never, ever understood the behavior of basically anyone in the palace, and especially the noblery.

But Rhodin in all his strangeness made sense, and had made sense since the day Rhodin had sat with him in mess and asked him questions that weren’t nonsense noble questions. (Ludvic had later learned Rhodin had been assigned to make sure Ludvic, His Radiancy’s favorite commoner, was not a threat to his Radiancy; he understood, exactly, keeping an eye on the favored.)

He did not have to understand anyone else in the palace, even if he could make sensible guesses about what they did and, in order to fulfill the guidelines of his work, act like that. He only needed to have Rhodin by his side, who was sensible and eccentric, to shrug the same shrug he made.