The thought of it turns Lan Wangji cold and hot at once. He and Galahad both learned as children to trust in authority, to be calm and obedient and never to question the rules. The freedom to form his own judgments has often been a tiny revelation, painfully-won. Thy mind has been thy fortress, Claudius said to him as he struggled to breathe with the knowledge of all of Aornis' thefts and manipulations washing over him.
His hands tighten at Galahad's shoulders -- not painfully, but with a wash of anger and sudden protectiveness. It's an irrational thought, but he should not have let that Magnus, who was a stranger, go. At the least, he should have warned him to behave himself. "He should not have done that," he says, fierce with it, more feeling in his voice than Galahad might typically hear in weeks of their calm, methodical training.
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Date: 2024-07-23 01:53 am (UTC)His hands tighten at Galahad's shoulders -- not painfully, but with a wash of anger and sudden protectiveness. It's an irrational thought, but he should not have let that Magnus, who was a stranger, go. At the least, he should have warned him to behave himself. "He should not have done that," he says, fierce with it, more feeling in his voice than Galahad might typically hear in weeks of their calm, methodical training.