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[Sigrid has the locket propped up like a mirror on her dresser. Flung over the arm of her chair is a mass of scarlet wool she is sewing into a new gown. Everything else in her room looks, to her, rather sparse and unlived-in. She's never had her own room all to herself. Nervously, she brushes stray hairs away from her face even though they were never in the way.]

I've kept my own house these last six years.

...What I'm saying is I need work, and I'm willing to work. I'm good with children, if you need any looked after. Otherwise I can do chores as you need them. I read and write well, and I sew, cook, spin, and knit. And clean, of course, and do laundry and all. Da taught me ciphering so I could manage our money. Anything else, I can learn.

Thank you.

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I should like that very much. There is good company at the castle, but -- some of it can be baffling, at times. [ she should feel bad saying anything negative about her fellows in caer glaem. but she cannot help it. ]

They speak strangely. And of strange things.

I've already heard a number of stories. [She hesitates.] Have you...heard from anyone you know? From home, I mean. I was just with two of the people here two nights ago, yet they say they've been here for weeks.

I travel with someone from the same lands as me. But he and I never met before here -- and there are others, still, in Caer Glaem who I've known but have not seen for years. None I've spoken to so recently have arrived.

But that does not mean they won't. [ the last line is to encourage hope in the girl. ]

But how can it be, that they were taken on the same night I was, but they've been here for weeks and I only a day?

I can't lie to you and tell you I know how it works, Sigrid. Only that there are men and women -- [ and a girl ] -- here whose last memories of home are not in line with my own. Fairy magic. -- I can think of no other explanation.

Magic. [She nods. Sometimes that's the only way to explain something.] Like where a dragon's fire comes from.

[She swallows.]

Yes -- exactly! Only I suspect one may yet be worse than the other.

[ she has no love for dragons. not least of all after the way in which her conversation with the targaryen girl ended. ]

Much worse. [She doesn't really want to talk about dragons right now. For all she knows, there's one that killed her whole family.]

Maybe there's time for the fairies to take them away, too. I mean--my family.

[Then she realizes what she said isn't going to make sense to Alayne and just shuts up.]

-- Time? Why is time required?

Edited 2014-06-01 01:59 (UTC)

[Yeah what a way to take your first conversation with someone. "My family might get eaten by a dragon and I can't stop thinking about it." Cheerful.

She shakes her head.]

Nothing. Don't even think about it. I was talking aloud to myself.

[ she imagines there is something more to it. but who is she to press? if alayne stone will have her secrets, then sigrid must have them as well. better for the pair of them if neither divulge them so publicly. ]

If Sigrid tells me not to think on it, then think on it I won't. Tell me instead about the feast you must have had. I am so sore to have missed it. Were there candies? Lemon cakes?

I don't remember very well, I'm afraid. I spent more time looking than eating, but when I grew very tired the fairies brought me a very soft blanket and a cup of hot mulled wine and it was so lovely I nearly fell asleep at the window. But I met Sergeant Patrick, and he saw me safely to bed. He is a kind and gentle soul, the best sort there ever was.

Who is Sergeant Patrick? [ and what a funny name is sergeant! ]

A big soldier from a place I never heard of. Big, and brutish-looking but so very sweet, Alayne. He made me laugh, and never let me feel unsafe. He speaks a tongue he called Gaelic and said a god made it up for them to speak. I ought to tell him I've remembered dwarves say something like that too, or at least it's what they've said of the dwarves trading from the Iron Hills. They say the god that made them gave them their own tongue to speak, unlike any other spoken in Middle-earth.

[It's a sign of comfort when Sigrid becomes a chatterbox.]

Dwarves-- [ no. that's not important. alayne would not care half as much. and so: ] If he is half as good as you say he is then you must introduce me when I am back. It's so surprising how the brutish ones can be so...

Comforting.

It's like having a trained bear, I suppose, if you're certain of its loyalty. Only the conversation is better.

Or a hound. [ she is almost wistful. gendry is not the worst companion, but there is another she would want more. ]

That's a better example, yes, [she answers with a small laugh.]

[ a hound will die for you but never lie to you. and he'll look you straight in the face-- ]

I was once told that dogs can smell a lie. This -- Sergeant. Is he an honest man?

In the ways that count. He told me plenty of tall tales, but that's all they were and we both knew it. But he's honest, in such a way where he's nothing but what he really is. No pretense at all.

I have seen sometimes that even showing such a lack of pretense can be its own pretense. Is this not the case with him?

He saw me safe to my room. Or more than that, he made me feel safe. No jokes, nothing to make me uncomfortable. He is all warmth and kindness, and I haven't known many who are like that. But when you talk to them, it's sort of unmistakable.

You don't fear it could be some -- some very careful lie? That perhaps he is very good at behaving so warmly.

If he was going to hurt me, he'd have done it already.

[ no, she thinks. sometimes they wait. bide their time. but alayne cannot be so straight-forward. so: ] Even so, please won't you be careful?

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