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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:14:50 GMT -5
"There are ways to circumvent your blessing, Lord Delinal," Tristeza said, lowering her head, though her eyes were still narrowed, and fixed on him, as though her were a target, an edge to her voice for the first time.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:17:18 GMT -5
"Will you leave your son behind?" Sergyo asked. "Villisander has gone to fetch him, and bring him on a secret trip."
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:19:03 GMT -5
Tristeza's eyes widened in fury, "I swore to my husband you would not hurt that child, and now you are taking him hostage from me?" she said, her voice breaking slightly.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:22:44 GMT -5
The Sea Lord looked away from her, and stared out at the sea.
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:28:27 GMT -5
Tristeza stared towards him biterly, "This morning I was an honest woman with a chance for a legacy, and the oppourtunity to leave my son the life the Gods meant for him. You have single-handedly stolen my only son, made me a liar, and stolen from me the only good work I had ever hoped to do. I am resigned to die, Lord Delinal, but I had hoped my death would serve a purpose. Clearly you would prefer I die a wretch, and leave my children beggars at your mercy--would you prefer I cut my own throat, or would poison fit me better?" she spat, her face convulsing as she felt herself becoming ill.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:29:59 GMT -5
"I would have you live." He replied dryly. "Even if I must lock you away in the dungeons of my palace."
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:31:58 GMT -5
"Charming," she said, poison in her voice "But I'm afraid I have a previous engagement," and with that, she stalked towards the palace.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:35:14 GMT -5
The Sea Lord stared at her back. "Stay." He leaned forward, his hand covering his mouth.
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:47:57 GMT -5
"Are you doing eachother favors now?" she snarled as she continued away from him.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:49:37 GMT -5
He mumbled something under his breath, then repeated it louder and audibly, "Please."
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:52:11 GMT -5
Tristeza whipped around, struck by his courteousness, though it did not assuage her anger, "Bring my son back," she proposed as a condition.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:55:18 GMT -5
The Sea Lord stared at her, "I will not. I would rather he was dead then you." His lip raised, then he quickly added, "I am not having him killed. Do not worry about that."
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 19:56:28 GMT -5
"I wasn't. I was trying to get my damned deal done." she said, fuming, but she did not move.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 21, 2008 19:59:52 GMT -5
The Sea Lord stood and face her, looking her in the eye. "I will give your boy back to you immediately then, if you swear to stop trying to die."
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Post by brigida on Jun 21, 2008 20:09:29 GMT -5
"You know I cannot make that promise--my life is all I have left of worth--it is the only thing that will buy back House Martell's station, and the respect of its colleagues and underlings. Surely respect is a necesesity you understand. You know as well as I that this is a move I am obligated on every logical level to make."
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Hope you all are well and happy.