"I know him," Huaisang repeats, nodding toward the door. "Leave us."
Nie Toutong hesitates a moment longer, though the old man's obedience and show of respect has helped ease his doubt a little, as Huaisang intended it to.
Huaisang repeats himself once more, putting a note of irritated authority into it, and his clerks and guards trail out of the room, though Huaisang doubts whether they'll go any farther than the hall outside.
As soon as they have gone, Huaisang drops to his knees in front of his husband, gently lifting him from his bow and then wriggling into Javert's arms, clinging to him with desperation and immediately bursting into tears on his husband's shoulder. "Javert. Javert. Emile."
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Nie Toutong hesitates a moment longer, though the old man's obedience and show of respect has helped ease his doubt a little, as Huaisang intended it to.
Huaisang repeats himself once more, putting a note of irritated authority into it, and his clerks and guards trail out of the room, though Huaisang doubts whether they'll go any farther than the hall outside.
As soon as they have gone, Huaisang drops to his knees in front of his husband, gently lifting him from his bow and then wriggling into Javert's arms, clinging to him with desperation and immediately bursting into tears on his husband's shoulder. "Javert. Javert. Emile."