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[called_lioness]

She's bored.

She's groomed Corella, and she's practiced her archery, and she's had hot chocolate, and now she's sitting in a tree and dangling her legs and considering dropping things--tiny things, mind you, like twigs, non-inclined-to-injure things--on people should they pass by.

So. Bored.

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[called_lioness]

"Poor Tirian," she says, softly, because he doesn't hide it well at all. "As stuck as the rest of us.

"--Come on," Lucy declares after a moment and reaches out for his hand, firmly.

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian blinks, but takes her hand without hesitation.

"Where are we going?"

[called_lioness]

"To cheer you up, however I must," she grins. "And you are to let yourself be cheered up, or tickling shall resort, and how undignified will that be?"

Or, the stables.

[last-king.livejournal.com]

"I might point out that you don't know if I'm at all ticklish," Tirian protests in the kind of tone only ever used by ticklish people trying to pretend they aren't.

[called_lioness]

"You've Caspian's blood in you," she says, "I've no doubt you are. Shall I try and find out?"

She'd so win a bet that he is, she's certain.

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian eyes her sidelong. "If you've no doubt, then there's no need for you to try and find out, is there?"

[called_lioness]

"No, but it likely would make me laugh," she grins.

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian sighs heavily. "Well, then I suppose I have no choice but to let myself be cheered up by other means, so tickling needn't be resorted to.

[called_lioness]

"Pity. Come on!"

She very firmly leads him towards the stables. "Is there a horse you ride often?"

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian shakes his head. "No--I've helped out in the stables a few times, but never done much riding here."

[called_lioness]

"What do you do?"

[last-king.livejournal.com]

He shrugs. "Help with chores, if there's need, or simply visit with the horses." He pauses, then adds, a bit sheepishly, "I wouldn't wish to ride another's horse without their permission, but the thought of seeking permission never seems to occur to me when the owners are present."

[called_lioness]

...

He's totally getting a look that says Lucy thinks he needs hit upside the head. Or a hug. Or for Lilly to introduce him to more fun.

"Can you ride bareback?"

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian needing to have more fun? That's just crazy talk.

He nods. "Aye, I can."

[called_lioness]

"Then take Corella."

[last-king.livejournal.com]

"All right." Tirian moves obediently toward Corella's stall, glancing back over his shoulder. "Which will you ride, then?"

[called_lioness]

"Kiseki. I don't think Caspian will be cross." If she's wrong, oh, well.

[last-king.livejournal.com]

If she's willing to risk it, Tirian is. He leads Corella out of the stall, one hand stroking her mane.

[called_lioness]

There's a faint whicker in Tirian's direction, as Lucy heads toward Kiseki.

"Where would you like to ride?"

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian mounts easily enough for being out of practice, and considers.

"The woods, mayhap? I've explored some of the pathways there, but only on foot."

[called_lioness]

"Aye. That will do nicely. And mayhap we'll have a smile on your face," Lucy answers as she mounts Kiseki and strokes his mane for a moment before grinning over at Tirian, "or else I'll have to turn to Lilly for ideas."

[last-king.livejournal.com]

Tirian adopts a look of horror that is not entirely feigned.

"I hope to have a pleasant ride, then. Shall we?"

[called_lioness]

"Let's." They start out and she adds, "Don't you find yourself, well, bored?"

[last-king.livejournal.com]

"Occasionally," Tirian says, trying for a noncommital tone. "I try to keep myself from getting too dull.

[called_lioness]

"And how do you do that?"

She sounds almost amused.