40 Days

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Shrugging his shoulders Abigor turned himself to face Lamia. Who had repositioned sitting up to face him. Taking deep sighs of relief the two simply fell into a heap of giggles. The knots in their stomachs wore away and they felt comfort in each other's company. The first of their tasks was finished.

Now the two of them needed to plan what they needed, and wanted, to do when visiting their cousins in the East. After a couple of hours they had decided on outfits, speeches, teas, transport and even a time for tomorrow afternoon. Finishing their task they jotted their notes, of the discussion, down. Abigor and Lamia moved onto some more pressing topics. For example, Abigor's answer to the folded piece of parchment, on the small, royal, blue pouffe. About whether he was truly happy, with they knew what, and whether he would do anything to change it.

Making the first move, Lamia sucked in her breath and sighed deeply before speaking.
"So."
She said, as she watched Abigor's pupils expand before continuing,
" Your decision was to do something about it. To make yourself the you your ment to be and not be defined by gender. I like it".
Grinning at her brother she gave her thumbs up seal of approval, to his decision. Outstanded by the positive result, all Abigor could do was simply grin back. He was elated that Lamia was on his side, even on a topic like this, it was comforting. She would be always there for him, in that moment right there he knew this.

Before it was time for another set of dreaded meetings, the two happily discussed their plans for Abigor. Lamia's wish was to see him happy and Abigor's wish was for Lamia to be happy. They were two peas in a pod, and during their free time they'd need to research more into their solution. They hoped that there would be some more books, like in the library, that could clue them in.