The River

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"I have been wrong before," Mychel said and raised a hand even as she pinned him down, ad held it in front of her face, before ruffling her hair again, "but not this time. Don't feel too bad, I would make a terrible thrall."

[Viea Greyjoy]

Viea poked her tongue out at him.

"You would be. But it would be fun to watch." She said, giving up on pinning him and now following the line that a crab took over a rock.

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"What sort of horrid manual labour tasks would you have me do?" he asked, sitting up now she had gotten off of him, and following her eye.

[Viea Greyjoy]

"Whatever I thought you couldnt do." She answered. "Your hands are too soft so I may make you caulk my ship when I get one."

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"I don't even know what caulking is, it sounds unpleasant, I shall have to pass, but thank you, for your consideration," Mychel replied, yawning in the afternoon heat, "It's all well and good you saying you'll make me a thrall when you don't even have a ship. I'll take you seriously when you're a serious threat." despite the negative tone, it was a challenge, and he kept smiling through it.

[Viea Greyjoy]

"I will be one day." Viea said sounding a little wistful. "It will be the greatest ship on the seas and it will be mine. I will be like a King upon it and map the worlds thrice over."

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"What is the point in doing it thrice? You could be collecting more thralls and ships int he time it takes you to do it twice," Mychel observed, raising a critically eyebrow at the suggestion, "If you get a ship would it be for hire at all, if someone needed to get somewhere on it?"

[Viea Greyjoy]

"Because if I do it thrice I can get thralls and ships from wherever I go." Viea explained as if talking to a child herself. But then to her this was very simple. "And maybe, if the price was right. But I am a Greyjoy and we do not hire our ships out like common sailors do."

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"I am a Lannister, the price would always be right, but I'll maybe keep you in mind, if I need to get anywhere," Mychel replied, not getting riled at her tone, though her little plan still made very little logical sense to him, "more than likely though, I shall forget who you are."

[Viea Greyjoy]

"And likewise." She said with a grin. "Just a pretty boy in silks from the Greenlands. Whereas one day I will rule the seas, if the Drowned God permits."

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"I'm not wearing silks," Mychel protested, then looked down, and shugged, "So maybe I am, it is hard to keep track of small things like that. Ruling the sea is all well and good, providing people go onto the sea, I would like to see you win a battle on the place that matters most... land." Mychel couldn't believe he was crossing mental swords with an eight year old girl.

[Viea Greyjoy]

"People always go on the sea silly." Viea giggled. "I can win on land too. I will be the best with the Axe too. One day I will even beat my brother."

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"Is that how you're going to get to be the leader of house Greyjoy?" Mychel half smiled, "Most families do not want to kill one another."

[Viea Greyjoy]

"Most families may not, but I do. But the drowned god would cast me out of his halls if I did for it is something that the Storm god would ask." She answered.

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"Maybe the Storm God has the right of it. Maybe he has a better hall. Maybe the Drowned god is tricking you," Mychel suggested, only half joking, religion as an interesting matter.