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exile. he views the magic of narnia not just as real, but as a sacred force, and acts as a bridge between the distrustful narnian creatures and caspian's new regime.
he uses a pair of twin daggers remained from his father, constatly keeping them even under his pillow +
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as dario smiles, the corners of his eyes wrinkle. sometimes, he barely holds himself back spilling all the truths he kept hidden for quite a while. β indeed. but your people need π¦ππ’, before anything else. you need something to relieve yourself. β
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ebony-coloured eyes look up at dario, watching him in silence before nodding in agreement with his words. perhaps, at times, he is simply too hard on himself. β the needs of the people. β
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