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Post by brigida on Jan 17, 2008 16:08:34 GMT -5
These are the Chambers in which Tristeza Martell resides within the Tower of the Sun after arriving from King's Landing--she occupies them until her departure to The Far reach upon "Emelia's" orders. Presumably, she will stay here whenever she has business in Sunspear.
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Post by brigida on Jan 17, 2008 16:27:38 GMT -5
After departing Emelia's chambers, Tristeza bid Kardain a good night, and parted from him--he resided in a room adjacent to hers, for safety's sake, in case any emergency arose. She slept in cotton linens, but with one of the two gifted daggers under her pillow, and one upon her bedside table--she had not parted with those blades since she had been given them.
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Post by ashalind on Jan 18, 2008 16:03:57 GMT -5
Zoella looked for Tristeza chamber and she finally was able to find it. She crept up on sleeping Tristeza in order to wake her up as silently as possible. Nobody could know about her visit, it might have been a matter of life or death. She saw the dagger on the table and smiled. "Good, I am not the only one who keeps the daggers close" she thought. Somehow the sight of the dagger made her more sure of herself, more bold. She woke Tristeza up covering her mouth with her hand and kissing her cheek.
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Post by brigida on Jan 19, 2008 17:47:45 GMT -5
Tristeza, who had been in a half sleep, started violently as she became aware of Zoella beside her--she reached beneath her pillow to extract the concealed blade before she recognized her unexpected company--they were family. Not immediate, but related, and had conversed on occasion when they had been simultaneously at events in Sunspear. "Zoella?" she asked incredulously with an edge of anger on her voice at the untimely awakening.
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Post by ashalind on Jan 20, 2008 10:36:34 GMT -5
Zoella was impressed, her cousin's reflexes were excellent but it wasn't the right time for praise - she had to explain herself and she had to do it quick.
"I'm so very sorry to wake you up, Tristeza, especially when you need your sleep so badly but I have to tell you something that has been eating me for some time. It concerns the Princess. It might be important for her life. Can we speak here freely or is it better to find another place? Please, I promise it won't take long"
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Post by brigida on Jan 20, 2008 14:40:39 GMT -5
"Here is fine." she replied groggily, checking to make sure that Zoella had closed the door in her wake. "What is it, Zoella?" there was some worried compassion in this inquiry.
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Post by ashalind on Jan 20, 2008 15:04:27 GMT -5
"Tristeza, I think our Princess is...not herself. It's difficult to explain but...I am pretty sure she is not the person we used to be loyal to."
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Post by brigida on Jan 20, 2008 15:12:23 GMT -5
"...What do you mean?" Tristeza asked ncredulously, her concern swelling back into frusteration.
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Post by ashalind on Jan 20, 2008 15:15:43 GMT -5
"I mean it's an impostor. I am pretty sure it's an impostor. I've checked it myself but don't ask about the details. I think killing this...creature would be a nice idea. Just tell me I am not mad, because sometimes I think I am."
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Post by brigida on Jan 20, 2008 15:19:09 GMT -5
"Zoella..." Trsiteza muttered, righting herself in bed, and lighting a bedside candle, so that her cousin would know truly that she was not speaking in anger or frusteration. "We live at court." she said simply, "It is a more dangerous place than the hottest, dryest of the Dornish Deserts--the people here are trecherous, and I blame you not in the least for this claim...Sometimes it is difficult to contain one's paranoia, and I have been often victim to it myself." Trsiteza cooed. "Have you evidence?"
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Post by ashalind on Jan 20, 2008 15:22:43 GMT -5
Zoella looked hard at her cousin.
"If I didn't have any evidence I wouldn't disturb you but it's not that kind of evidence you consider indisputable. It's something personal. I like you very much and I value your advice. I have nobody to turn to. Please tell me what to do. Please, help me."
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Post by brigida on Jan 20, 2008 15:26:48 GMT -5
Trsiteza, as unconvinced as she remained, was empathetic to her cousin's worries. She had had them herself on occasion, and found them natural to a courtly life. "Be no less wary than you have been, Zoella--if this possibility is something you believe in truly, find evidence of it's veracity. But do not much Emelia--whether she is, or is nother true self, one may be sure that she is dangerous if puched too far in the wrong direction...Be careful, and be observant...That is my advice. I am leaving for the Far Reach in the morning...see me when I return, and tell me what you have observed in my absence. I will return soon, and I think the Kingdom shall be relitively safe until then. " she smiled kindly, a little lopsided in her weariness, but with genuine concern.
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Post by ashalind on Jan 20, 2008 15:31:15 GMT -5
Zoella tried to breathe. It was hard but she managed to calm herself.
"I promise I will be careful and observant. I will try at least. Sorry for waking you up with my stupid worries when you need your sleep so badly. I'll be looking forward to talking to you after your return from the Far Reach."
She kissed Tristeza with tenderness and vanished as silently as a ghost.
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Post by brigida on Jan 20, 2008 15:34:23 GMT -5
As Tristeza lulled herself back into sleep, she considered her cousin's proposal carefully. Had she herself not noticed certain improbabilities in Emelia's character of late? But of course it was absurd...nothing to trifle with, particularly not now, when she must depart in the morning...She fell eventually, into a sleep that was by no means restful, haunted by a list of responsibilities, and fears, none of which she knew particularly how to solve.
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Hope you all are well and happy.