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( SEELIE ONLY )

I -- [ hmm. sansa presses her lips together and wonders (briefly) whether it is a foolish request in the face of war. and yet she pursues it for an honourable cause. she wishes to gather certain tales for certain purposes. ] I want to hear stories. Stories of grand adventures undertaken by brave Seelie heroes. I cannot be the only one who's struck by such curiousity. Please -- share what you've learned.

[ and for every legend well-told and well-lauded she will make a point to include it within a very...pointed celebration in treun. perhaps encouraging even the shardless to think upon the bright bold tales of the seelie court will further endear that court to their hearts. it's a little like letting the right song be played at the right moment, falling upon the right ears. she wants to inspire treun -- or else certain parts of it -- to think more kindly on caer glaem. and she needs fellow shardbearers to help her. ] Tell me of the Seelie court's fabled champions and its well-mourned martyrs. What have you heard recounted by the hearth-side? Whispered on the road? Stories even the natives have told for centuries, mayhaps.

( BOTH COURTS )

[ some hours later in the day an 'accidental' feed broadcasts. it consists of the locket falling open and catching sight of a pile of books. sounds of rustling. a cleared throat. and at long last a mild: ] Seven have mercy. What a troublesome thing you are and how -- [ sansa addresses the locket she had flipped open on purpose, pretending to be clumsy. this is a quiet way in which to invite conversation with those she might not otherwise feel brave enough to seek out -- unseelie friends, soon separated from her by a roiling oncoming war. ] -- How stupid of me.

[ a novice ruse! however, she has such an earnest and gentle face it might just be worth believing by most, if not by all. ]

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[She can't help but laugh.]

I'll have to try it on him sometime. See how much he can take.

Of the moment, yes.

[ To be honest, he's learning a lot more doing this as opposed to just hunting wild animals for food by himself. ]

Though, if you recall the Winter party by the Barrel, I prepared most of the food items then as well.

[ so he's a chef as well. ]

True. I guess I should have said- those of us who aren't bloodthirsty.

[ looking at you, ganondorf ]

They do not know all the reasons that would make them feel otherwise --

[ except ser loras knows at least one, she imagines. how she lets a husband be chased for treason he did not commit. and still he seems to like her well enough. ]

Please. Don't.

[ she sounds a little horrified. jon snow is the commander of her aelfenguard; she cannot have someone waltzing in and tweaking his ears. ]

[ a careful pause. ] You... you are employed by that establishment?

Ambition is a strong liquor.

Avoid it! I would not dare be outside my own walls when it happens. The Cothromach will want me there--

[ or so she hopes. ]

Class president. That's -- that is quite important, isn't it?

[ because once she heard about the president of america and he sounded very important indeed. ]

One for letters and sums. Histories and mysteries. The Lady Clara made it sound much like the lessons maesters give -- only for everyone.

Yeah, head of the student council. But she's super intimidating on her own too, so I bet even if she weren't she'd still run the place.

As someone who has done less that reputable things, in the name of love, and self preservation, I think they would not feel otherwise.

I would not think different of you, my lady.

One that only makes people want to drink more.

Yeah, is there something the matter with that?

[ he looks so confused by the question. ]

Not at all.

[ quite the opposite! though she doesn't dare say. sansa has placed a great deal of trust in waver -- quiet and private trust that she does not speak aloud. but she wonders whether his employment there means that waver approves of him.

it gives her pause. ]

Only I hadn't known I'd been speaking with a member of its staff when we met. It seems misunderstandings were made all 'round.

And yet not always to terrible effect.

[ ambition is a virtue -- in westeros and in other worlds. ]

You are so kind, Ser Loras.

[ and so much kinder than the knights she'd grown accustomed to. ] I wish it weren't -- I don't want to have to grieve for another good knight. Again I am reminded we are all better off if we remain here.

What is it that makes her so fearsome?

We've no maesters in the Neck, my Lady. I would like to see this school though. It does not sound too far from how I grew up. Without the crannogs.

She's just... really intense? Like, one time — okay, so I live in the same dorm as her and some of my friends, and we had to get into the school at night because someone was locked in the gym, and she thought I was gonna blow up a wall to get us in!

[ pause. ]

I didn't — by the way. I just unlocked the emergency exit before we left school that day. But she's that kind of intense, all the time!

I am not as kind as some might believe.

But I am glad you think me as such.

[Because he wants to be kind to her.]

I agree with you. Even with the struggles here, we have each other.

[And they have honesty. Something they usually don't have.]

Arya... I suppose she remembers things being different for your lot. Fuller, still.

[Certainly he knew Jon and Sansa were more pragmatic at making do with what they had here. But they had both known most of their family was lost.

As for Gendry, any family was more than he'd ever had before.]

And I remember it more empty. Yet both of us have been proven wrong. How strange is that?

Strange enough. But if she had been the Arya I knew before all this, she'd be glad enough to have what she does now.

[The Arya here... well, he was fond of her. Fonder than he'd ever been. But she was not the same as the girl he'd known on the road. That Arya had suffered and seen the world for what it was.]

[ she had asked him. once. but they had not been friends, then. there had been no trust and no affection. and although now she knew better than to expect a lie from his lips, she also knew that back then he had no reason to treat her investigation with any due sincerity.

so today -- moved by the way he'd worded it -- she asks again. ] How -- how is she? Was she? How will she be?

[ she doesn't like the words. the right ones seem to escape her. ]

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