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𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔦 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯. ([personal profile] reignfall) wrote in [community profile] abraxasooc 2021-05-31 06:06 pm (UTC)

If her son had not been so reckless with Eddard's sentence, she could now have a willing and eager pet roaming freely through the castle, rather than to be faced with spiteful wolfspawn. And how quick her little dove is to puff herself up, now that there are bars of iron between them. More like than not, she had gloated the moment she heard of Jaime's capture, fancied it some sign of a victory of her brother's that could carry a lasting weight.

That glee could be beaten out of her like a thieving nature could be beaten out a serving wench.

But for this to come to pass, she must first exercise patience, and patience has run thinner and thinner within her as the years of her marriage carried on. To summon any of it at all feels next to impossible now, yet she is ever superior to all other men and women. She can conquer this, just as she has conquered all else in her life.


You kind words warm my heart. ⟪ And her voice is as gentle as a winter's breeze. ⟫ You know very little, of course. Your uncaring brother can hardly be compared to mine, and you will not know love until my son gets you with child in time. ⟪ She inclines her head, and then, she does turn softer in truth. ⟫ Your family has sold you, little dove.

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