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Duke whipped open the door, his coattails trailing after him. He came face to face with Mal. "Only you would wear gloves." He rolled his eyes.

He blinked. "You are, quite literally, a criminal. Do you ever worry you're going to get caught?" He flexed his open hand, and pouted when nothing answered back. He was without shadows.

Duke quickly ran to his room. He rummaged through his armoire, pulling out a jacket with coattails. He tossed on a pair of tight pants, and a billowy buttoned shirt. He, of course, kept some unbuttoned, because the people. The people, man.

Duke gave him a smile that sent children running, women falling to their knees, and men falling in love. "We are going to sneak out, of course." He motioned to a dresser. "All black. And give me a hat so I can cover these gorgeous golden locks."

Duke sighed. "You want to do something fun?" He needed to get his mind off the king, and Mal sure as hell wouldn't let him drink.... And he actually wanted to hang with his cousin. Hmm. Maybe people do grow.

He grimaced. "Yeah.... I forgot about that. Didn't he.... apologize, at the least?" He wasn't sure why he was making excuses for his father. He had as much reason to hate the king as Mal did. Maybe he had-- what do the Badeuxians call it? --Stolckholm syndrome.

Duke snorted. "Speaking against His Majesty like that is treason." Like he didn't commit treason daily. He fiddled with his circlet. "Why do you hate him so much, anyway?"

"Despite the fact that we might all die soon, of course." Duke rolled his eyes. "You are...." He sighed.

Duke paused. He followed after Mal. "Why hats? Why not battle techniques or formulations?"

Duke blinked slowly. "Hats." He repeated. "Hats?"

Alex glanced at Julian for help. Children weren't his... thing. Clearly.

Alex motioned to the door. "You can get out," He said, "and Julian won't be able to stop me. OR, you could stop acting as if we're going to kill you. And eat properly. You're making a mess."

He slid the bun to the girl. "What's your name? And don't us the bullshit one you came up with."

Duke smirked. He stood up, and walked over. "I will scream," He said, "if you don't tell me."

Duke raised an eyebrow. "I'm the Diplomat. Of course I don't do numbers, that is the Treasurer's job." He propped himself up. "Plans for what?"

Alex snorted. "That's Jules' raven." He pulled a piece from his bun and tossed it near the raven. "He bites." Alex said, fondly.

He sighed, and towards the child. "Would like a hot sugar bun?"

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Alex stepped forward and laid a hand on Jules. "You're changing the subject."

Alex stared at Jules and gave him the Look. "What is with you and being self sacrificial???"