"I most certainly am," Lucy replied calmly, keeping a brisk pace through the increasingly narrow streets.
Her brother dodged around a man carrying a tray of cheap trinkets and quickened his pace to catch up with her. "You should leave this to me."
"Don't be ridiculous, Edmund," she said. "The ladies will be far more comfortable confiding in me than you. The sisterhood of women everywhere--"
"I am aware of your views on the subject," he interrupted hastily. "But this quarter is far more Calormene than Narnian, and most of the places are owned by Tarkaans. The, er, ladies will not be as independent."
"All the more reason for me to speak with them!"
Edmund winced. "Need I remind you of the fuss your lectures caused the last time? Besides," he continued, seeing her ready to expound on that subject, "this area is dangerous. While I would never impugn your abilities, you cannot go in unarmed."
"I am hardly unarmed," Lucy answered, brandishing her sturdy parasol at him with an extravagant flourish that had him skipping aside quickly. "Now do stop fussing, brother."
He tried one more gambit. "You'll ruin our cover. Shorkaan Ahoris is hardly the sort of man who would allow his sister to accompany him to a brothel."
"Then you had best not be seen with me." She shrugged blithely. "Don't you have paints and powders and nasty scars to apply, anyway?"
"I'm hardly going to get myself up as a beggar to gossip at the Silk Blossom," Edmund said sourly.
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"I most certainly am," Lucy replied calmly, keeping a brisk pace through the increasingly narrow streets.
Her brother dodged around a man carrying a tray of cheap trinkets and quickened his pace to catch up with her. "You should leave this to me."
"Don't be ridiculous, Edmund," she said. "The ladies will be far more comfortable confiding in me than you. The sisterhood of women everywhere--"
"I am aware of your views on the subject," he interrupted hastily. "But this quarter is far more Calormene than Narnian, and most of the places are owned by Tarkaans. The, er, ladies will not be as independent."
"All the more reason for me to speak with them!"
Edmund winced. "Need I remind you of the fuss your lectures caused the last time? Besides," he continued, seeing her ready to expound on that subject, "this area is dangerous. While I would never impugn your abilities, you cannot go in unarmed."
"I am hardly unarmed," Lucy answered, brandishing her sturdy parasol at him with an extravagant flourish that had him skipping aside quickly. "Now do stop fussing, brother."
He tried one more gambit. "You'll ruin our cover. Shorkaan Ahoris is hardly the sort of man who would allow his sister to accompany him to a brothel."
"Then you had best not be seen with me." She shrugged blithely. "Don't you have paints and powders and nasty scars to apply, anyway?"
"I'm hardly going to get myself up as a beggar to gossip at the Silk Blossom," Edmund said sourly.
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Yeah, that's all I got.