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They get to Casasha. Shara gets her cream puff and her fruit. Strangers incline their heads to her and call her "pennon"; a few recognize her personally or just know that there aren't any other Swanpennons her age and call her "princess". Casasha is pretty densely populated - there's farmland in parts of it, but the place the wilds spit them out in isn't it; it's a largish city by the source of the river they've been following, and after they spend a night in an inn there - and their horses are more thoroughly seen to than is possible on the trail - they'll be proceeding on a well-trafficked highway to the royal household.
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Kiss!
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"Your highness!" exclaims the same maid who was previously assigned to the rescuees.
Shara looks up. "Hm?"
"Oh - I'm sorry to interrupt, Princess - it's only the wardrobe mistress wants you newly measured for the party."
"Sure, can you do that here or does she want it comprehensive enough that I have to go to her?"
"I can do it here, Princess."
Shara kisses Adarin again and gets up and holds out her arms in the prescribed manner for re-measuring.
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Adarin looks - generally embarrassed, but returns the small goodbye kiss and then goes and stands Over There. He is maybe a little awkward.
(Okay, very awkward. Very, very awkward.)
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"Are you okay?" Shara asks Adarin.
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Kiss.
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"It takes some getting used to, yes."
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Kiss. "But I'm definitely enjoying it regardless."
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Kiss.
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Kiss!