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[amuhav]

Tayuin i. persona non grata

cast me to the river, dull me down, while i’m just trying to survive

          Weary and listless, he trudged through the summer palace’s long, empty corridors of light wooden walls and vaulted ceilings to retire for the evening. He made no rush of it, not wishing to warm himself any further, nor did he have any pressing thing to return to except for what little comfort he could find in the solitude.          “Ah, there’s the runt.”          Instantly regretting his idle pace, Tayuin froze in place, bracing himself for whatever his brother had designed for him. When no danger immediately presented itself, he allowed the tension out of his shoulders and face, adopting a neutral expression as the twins slipped past him, gazing down at him with near-identical smirks.          Eilayna pushed a strand of moss green hair from her face with a cat-like claw, still in her dark leather armour and damp with sweat. Out hunting, Tayuin suspected. Ailos’ silk shirt was loose about his chest, his pastel pink hair a little more tousled than usual. A different kind of hunting, Tay thought wryly. He waited patiently for whatever torment was coming. It was easier that way; they got bored faster when he didn’t react.       

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