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[The locket first shows the broad wee face of a grinning fairy, who then vanishes to keep it propped up and pointed at a very relaxed, very drunk Sigrid. She is sitting at her little table with a glass and a bottle of sparkling rainbow champagne open before her, cheek resting on a hand spread out on the tabletop. She watches the bubbles in the glass. Another fairy sits atop the bottle and seems to be asking her questions from a list on a piece of paper.]

How old are you?

Fifteen, silly. Sixteen in exactly two months.

Next...what color is your hair?

[Sigrid pulls out a loose curl and goes crosseyed looking at it.]

Never been able to say. Sort of brown, sort of yellow. More yellow. What color would you say it is?

Ah... [The fairy casts aside an entire sheet of the questionnaire and skips ahead.] What do you look for in a romantic partner?

I don't look for them. I mean I suppose if I did he'd be kind and hardworking and want a big family, but I'm not the sort of girl boys like that way, and I haven't the time for it.

Ai! Not true! What about Jon Snow?

Does he? Ohhhhhh... [Sigrid lifts her head slightly, squinting at something off-camera.] I think he's just that nice to everybody, Mee.

That's stupid.

Sort of. And it's also part of what makes him so good. Like Sansa, and Lancelot. So very good no matter how awful things are.

I meant--! Ooh, well. Next! Are you in a romantic relationship?

Uhhhh, no.

Don't you want to be in one?

I don't know. Mee, why are you asking all these questions?

Between Jon Snow and Lancelot, who would you choose? To...share a dance with! [offscreen another tiny voice shrieks, "But they're the same person!"]

Both. Either. And I could protect them both.

At once? [A gigantic toothy grin from the fairy.]

I suppose. What would be wrong with that?

Hee. Heheheh. What would you like to do when you go courting?

I'm not courting. I don't even know what people do when they go courting. I thought it was a lot of hanging out of windows and dropping notes and things. Maybe kissing, if Da let me. I've never been kissed. I wonder how tongues get used when people kiss. I've only heard there are tongues and it sounds horrible. Like when Tilda used to lick me to get me to stop holding her still. Then it's supposed to get even worse, or so Amma said. She said it hurts every time and there's no doing anything about it. I wonder who thought of that first, say, 'let me put this in there and see what happens?'

Ahhhhh next question! What is your favorite color?

Red.

Season?

Summer. But--

Flower?

Mee, what's Yuu doing with my locket?

[The feed cuts off abruptly.]

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[ his voice takes on a dryly amused tone. ] Aye, that will do it, I suspect. [ he trails off, then clears his throat quietly. ] .. I suggest sleep, and.. perhaps, on the morn, if your head does not ache terribly, speaking to a woman of some additional years--someone you trust--about your questions regarding courtship and what comes after.

[Oh, but she can blush.]

I didn't ask for your advice, you know.

I know, and apologize for offering it regardless. But I do have some experience with the effect of wine on Man, and every woman of your age should have a friend and mentor whom she can safely speak to on any subject.

That's my da.

...On...every other subject.

.. It is good that you have such a close relationship with your father. He must be a great man.

He is. He's going to kill a dragon.

[ he can't quite help the hitch in his breathing at that, startled and a little concerned. ]

.. That is quite a task, speaking as one who has fought dragons.

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