Second ❀ Video ❀ Seelie

[mildly]

How fortunate it is for one such as myself to be in a world where a voice is often a weapon equal to the strongest steel.

[Fortunate. Yes, that's a good word for it. First the Ainsels and now these things. Margaery is outside the castle and moving quickly, glancing back over her shoulder as she goes. There is an unconscious fairy in one hand, and her hawk, Valiant, perched on her gloved one.

The hawk is quite noticeably missing a few feathers.]

If anyone has a hound and would be so kind as to escort me back to my chambers, I would be forever grateful.

[Her words sound the same as ever, language fitting of a highborn lady. But there's a little quiver to her voice too. The feeling of being hunted will do that to you.]

I also have gold, if that's more to your liking.

[Because sometimes (most of the time) gratitude only gets you so far.]

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[mildly]

Sorcery and a sword. No wonder you're so fearless. And I as well now that I'm in your company.

[And she recalls something he said before.]

I hope I'm not endangering your...companion, did you say?

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

[He laughs softly, the sound low and slightly bashful.]

I promise you will remain in one piece.

[He wouldn't be much of a Herald if he let a lady come to harm.]

Ah, Yfandes isn't here. She is much more than me - a gift from the Havens, actually. Every Herald is Chosen by a Companion before they begin their training. They choose to come to us in the form of pure white horses.

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[mildly]

What a beautiful story. My brother had such a horse. It's not hard to imagine him being chosen in your world.