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[hassaran]

Yes, it generally goes badly for everyone. Including the prince.

[ She tips back in her chair, craning her neck around until she can press a quick kiss to his jaw. ]

If you like, you can think of it all as following orders from me. Since you're only minding the captain for the sake of the operation.

[staysail]

[He makes a noise of musing, hmm, as this suggestion is considered.]

Not the sort of orders I like to follow from you, but... I s'ppose. So what's that make you, then? Title-wise. Secret captain?

[hassaran]

Admiral. [ Decisive, and punctuated by a little tug on his chin between thumb and knuckle. ] Secret admiral. I might have some other orders for you when you get back, if all goes well.

[staysail]

Secret admiral.

[--Pleased agreement, before he tries to kiss her fingers, or her hand, whatever he can get.]

With the promise of a reward like that, I'll be doing my very best t' make sure it goes well. If that was a promise.

[hassaran]

[ She lets him brush a kiss to her knuckles before stroking his jaw again and dropping her hand back to his arm around hers. ]

Of a sort, [ she replies ] It's not a bargain, it's just very attractive when you care enough to try.

[staysail]

[He gives her a little smirk through the mirror.]

Something for me to remember when I'm putting in my usual half job of it.