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Tinasha:  It was a rather sunny day, so much so that it was uncomfortably warm, even inside. The witch had just brewed tea in the king’s study, and she repeated the words Lazar had said to her. "What? Birthday?"
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Oscar:  "Yes, that’s right. It’s two weeks from now."
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Tinasha:  "Whose?"
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Oscar:  "Mine, of course." Oscar cut in, breaking his silence as he signed another document.
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Tinasha:  Still surprised, Tinasha placed a cup of tea near his free hand. "So you have a birthday…" She muttered wonderingly, placing the tea tray under her arm.
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Oscar:  "What do I look like in that head of yours?" Oscar retorted, his eyes remained trained on the contract he was looking over. His fine features exuded nobility, though Tinasha was long used to seeing them.
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Tinasha:  Tinasha let her true thoughts slip out. "You’re going to be twenty-one, right? …So young."
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Oscar:  "Everyone must seem that way when compared with you."
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Tinasha:  "Mentally, you’re like an old man, so it’s especially surprising."
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Oscar:  "I will grind my fist against your head again. Come here." Oscar said, reaching out for the witch.
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Tinasha:  She dodged and leaped back. Tinasha took a seat in a chair to the side of the table and had a sip of her tea.
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Oscar:  In sharp contrast to his leisurely protector, Oscar worked hard at progressing through his documents. He worked efficiently from right to left. "What does ‘surprising’ mean? Don’t you have a birthday, too?"
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Tinasha:  "Yes, I do. I was born just the same as you were. It was two months ago."
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Oscar:  "How old are you?"
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Tinasha:  "I’ve forgotten… I suppose I’m four hundred plus around twenty or thirty."
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Oscar:  "Crazy." Oscar remarked.
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Lazar:  Lazar stacked up the papers Oscar was done with and picked them up. The faithful attendant asked his king. "And what should we do for your birthday celebration, Your Majesty?"
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Oscar:  "My dad just had his, so we don’t need to do one this year… Too much trouble."
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Lazar:  "But the coronation ceremony was a simple affair, too." Lazar protested.
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Oscar:  "And right after that, I saw just about everyone who’s anyone while we were in Tayiri, so it’s fine." Oscar argued. While he carried out his duties impeccably, he had little desire to appear at fancy affairs.
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Lazar:  Lazar hummed unhappily, but when he considered the situation with Cecelia in Tayiri, he felt some amount of sympathy. He gave up and nodded. "Then I’ll answer as such to the people who have already inquired about the matter."
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Oscar:  "Please do that, thanks."
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Lazar:  Lazar left, his sighs trailing after him.
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Tinasha:  The witch set down her cup and floated up. Fluttering through the air as if she were swimming, she drifted over to a position directly above Oscar’s desk and looked down at him. A bit of her sweet floral perfume tickled Oscar’s nose. "Is there anything you want?" She asked, her voice like tinkling bells.
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Oscar:  He smiled.