sidonie
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lunatic, lover, and poet
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Post by sidonie on Mar 19, 2011 13:42:58 GMT 10
Title: Soul of Adoration Rating: G Word Count: 141 Pairing: Jon/Zahir – Team Bend-a-lot Round/Fight: 1/A Summary: Jon worries about public approval. Author's Note: Throughout SMACKDOWN, I'll be posting pieces inspired by quotes and speeches from Shakespeare, because I'm a huge fangirl. They will be for no particular pairing, just whoever seems to fit (though they may be disproportionately J/Z). This series is based on a soliloquy from Henry V, for reasons which should become abundantly clear.
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What is thy soul of adoration?
Jon collapsed on the floor of his tent, letting out a gusty sigh. “I hate this,” he grumbled.
Kneeling beside him, Zahir poked his king gently in the ribs. “Get up, I have to clean those clothes. And why? They adore you.”
“That's exactly it. This whole progress feels false. They cheer, but most of them either know nothing about my policies or they hate them. The children suddenly have to attend school rather than running in the fields, the mothers and fathers have to fear losing their daughters as well as sons to a violent life. They have no reason to love me.”
“I think fraternizing with the nobility is skewing your perception of public approval,” Zahir commented dryly. “Besides, even excepting your politics, they have every reason to love you. You are their king.”
QC by: journeycat
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Post by Seek on Mar 24, 2011 20:19:42 GMT 10
I love the last sentence, you know. It's almost as if Zahir isn't so much speaking of the nobility so much as himself.
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