Fandom: Eddings's Belgariad/Tamuli crossover
Characters: Danae & Eriond
"He's being so stubborn about it," Danae complained. "It's not as though he doesn't know who I am. He's known that since before the wedding. And yet he refuses to let me fix this."
Eriond smiled and lay his hand on the shoulder of the frustrated princess. Danae's features softened briefly, but then she scowled and pulled away.
"Don't do that, Eriond. I taught you that trick, remember?"
"And yet it still works on you," he replied in amusement.
"Don't change the subject," she replied tartly. "You're supposed to be telling me how to get through to my oh-so-stubborn husband, remember?"
"Have you tried asking your father? I imagine Sparhawk would be more of an authority on this subject than I am."
"I tried. He just tells me that I chose to take a form that would require I grow up, and that this is part of being an adult and a princess," Danae grumped, throwing herself down on one of the many benches that lined the courtyard.
Eriond frowned. "He's right you know. And princesses don't flop, Danae. Nor do goddesses," he reprimanded her.
Danae stuck her tongue out. "You've spent too much time with Polgara. And I should have known you'd take father's side in this."
"Because you know we're both right. Look," he asked as he sat down next to her, "have you tried asking Talen why he objects so much? You can't hope to convince him if you don't know why he's objecting in the first place."
"No. . ." Danae replied sheepishly. "I guess I should do that, shouldn't I?"
"Thank you, dear brother, I'll go try that." With a quick kiss on Eriond's cheek, Danae trotted off. Eriond shook his head in amusement. Even he wasn't immune to her kisses. Talen didn't stand a chance.