"Set you aside" is a phrase and a half. Nah, Kate got sick of my bullshit. I think now she's dating a banker? It wasn't easy, but that's marriage, even ending it's a power struggle.
I suppose it was younger than I might otherwise have chosen for myself, if it had not been the king asking for my hand — and if the realm did not have need of heirs.
[ fourteen is better than eight. but it's still fourteen. ]
You know where I come from, girls can't get married or knocked up before eighteen? Eight and ten. Guy goes to prison otherwise. But I guess the king needed heirs.
Sure. Think the distinction is: you don't have responsibilities now. Who are you without those? Maybe you're still queenly. Gotta practice asking yourself what you want instead of what you think you should want.
Tell me something small you hated about being queen. Tight shoes, talking about taxes, getting up at sunrise.
The binge drinking Great Gatsby bullshit, the BDSM nightclub, that's not my scene. But sure, I indulge. Napping by the lake, smoking, expensive food. Might even have some stuff going on that isn't fit reading for the eyes of a queen.
I've had the pleasure and privilege of developing relationships here that, I dunno if they'd survive if we left. Love's my big indulgence, my selfish reason.
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[ rather than tell her. observation, invitation. ]
You have children?
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[ he's gonna circle back to that invitation, considering it, maybe kicking himself a little bit. ]
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I suppose the King could have set our marriage aside, if I had not borne him sons, or commanded I join the Silent Sisters. Nothing quite so amicable.
[ shout out to the daemon targaryen school of murdering your spouse. ]
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[ about her phrasing and marriage both. ]
I do not mean to pry, but it is a relief to know another who has lived as I have. Mine own eldest son is two and twenty.
[ even those she hews closer to in age have not been married, widowed, a parent to grown children. ]
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I know it's poor form to ask a woman's age, but it feels like that would have made you a pretty young mom? You looked like you're thirty.
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I suppose it was younger than I might otherwise have chosen for myself, if it had not been the king asking for my hand — and if the realm did not have need of heirs.
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You know where I come from, girls can't get married or knocked up before eighteen? Eight and ten. Guy goes to prison otherwise. But I guess the king needed heirs.
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I see.
[ only she can’t think about it for too long, with how the implications of it ripple outward, touching helaena and, eventually, her granddaughter. ]
It would seem our worlds differ beyond the obvious.
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Sorry.
It's fucked up in different ways. Like AIDS, and cigarettes.
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Do you prefer this place to your home?
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[ not that she’s convinced but, you know, the sentiment’s out there. ]
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The price of a queen’s selfishness is high, and I should not like to pay it again.
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[ she doesn’t know how to stop. ]
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Tell me something small you hated about being queen. Tight shoes, talking about taxes, getting up at sunrise.
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[ compelling, clear. it's a genuine observation, though it's obviously intended to stall. excavating the truthful pieces of herself takes time. ]
I mislike how the castle keep is never clean. It's gone to the rats.
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Not a problem here. Not your problem here, anyway, since some of these parties seem to get pretty messy.
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[ she obviously hasn't attended any since the night of the wolf, but his answer gives her an idea to guide this discussion elsewhere. ]
Have you indulged?
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The binge drinking Great Gatsby bullshit, the BDSM nightclub, that's not my scene. But sure, I indulge. Napping by the lake, smoking, expensive food. Might even have some stuff going on that isn't fit reading for the eyes of a queen.
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"Stuff" that affects your preference for this place, mayhaps.
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