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"I won't drink that - " Palin began.
"Palin" - Tanin's voice was stern and cold - "you are
shaming us! If you can't have some fun, go to your room!"
Angrily, Palin started to rise, but Sturm caught hold of
the sleeve of his robes.
"Aw, come on, Palin," his brother said cheerfully, "relax!
Reorx's beard! Father's not going to walk through that
door!" He tugged at Palin's sleeve until his brother slowly
resumed his seat. "You've been studying too hard. Your
brain's gone all cobwebby. Here, try some. That's all we
ask. If you don't like it, then we won't say any more about
it."
Shoving a full mug over to his brother, Sturm leaned
close and whispered in Palin's ear, "Don't make Tanin mad,
all right? You know how he sulks, and we'll have to put up
with him from here to Lord Gunthar's. Big Brother's got
your own best interests at heart. We both do. We just want
to see you have a little fun, that's all. Give it a try, huh?"
Glancing at Tanin, Palin saw that his brother's face was
grim and unhappy. Maybe Sturm's right, Palin thought.
Maybe I should relax and have some fun. Tanin was more
than half serious when he said that about leaving me home.
He's never talked that way before. It's just that I've been
wanting them to take me seriously, to quit treating me like
a kid
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