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Post by The Smith on Sept 21, 2008 23:24:26 GMT -5
Anya invites Rodrick, Rickon and Selyse to a private dinner. Rodrick is absent with out any excuse. Rickon is caught up in a Small Council meeting. Anya is serving dinner on time.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2008 23:32:25 GMT -5
Selyse arrived punctually. She was dressed beautifully, as usual; one thing that Selyse had learned from Rhae Rykker was the importance of correct dress. Tonight she wore a gown of lilac silk embroidered with silver, with amethyst jewels. Her dark hair was bound with rings, and she wore a small tiara.
When she entered the Queen Mother's apartments, she curtseyed - trying her best not to wobble - and said, "Good evening, my lady. I see I'm the first to arrive! Your son asked me to make his excuses; he has gone for a night hunt with his friends."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 21, 2008 23:35:49 GMT -5
Anya rolled her eyes, "I know that shit far too well, my dear. He has disappeared with out any warning, and will come home disheveled and drunk." She poured wine, filling her glass to the very top, "His brother is delayed in a Small Council meeting. You can tell which takes after their father, and which is a True Stark."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2008 23:39:03 GMT -5
Selyse laughed. "He does have that tendency, my lady." She filled her wine glass as she sat opposite Anya, and noticed that Jeyne had not been invited. Ah. That's a shame. "Was Jeyne unable to come, my lady?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 21, 2008 23:41:28 GMT -5
Anya laughed hoarsely, "I do not know." She smiled at Selyse, "You are looking wonderful, you have such a strong stock. Not like a lion's whelp. There is a true strength to you, I think because of your flaws. They must have tempered your soul fiercely." She began to carve delicately at her beef.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2008 23:48:10 GMT -5
Selyse wasn't sure she enjoyed hearing about her "flaws", but there was something about Anya's words that comforted her. Selyse, the cripple, was favored by the Queen Mother, instead of Jeyne. Selyse had envied Jeyne, even though she liked her as well. Jeyne was so lovely and elegant, so impossibly pretty and dainty...she looked like a perfect queen. She was a perfect queen, except that the king didn't like her.
The rest of the world thought more of Jeyne than they did of Selyse, but the harshest critic - Anya Stark herself - liked Selyse more.
Be careful, Selyse thought to herself, while smiling at the Queen Mother. She could be using you. You're not the beauty that Jeyne is, you're not the queen, you don't have power; you're not a threat to Anya, so she's nice to you. She wants someone on her side against Jeyne. Yet in her heart, Selyse did not know if she could betray Jeyne especially for this woman.
"Thank you, my lady," she said. "It means a great deal to me, that you think of me so highly. Your own strength of character is well known."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 21, 2008 23:51:11 GMT -5
Anya waved her hand, "My strength of character is the fact that I am the Bitch of King's Landing. A howling wolf half crazed with unnatural desires." She bit into a sliver of steak and sucked down the morsel. "And how do you find me? Be honest with me, my daughter. I had know what you think of your new mother." She smiled at her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2008 23:58:15 GMT -5
Selyse regarded her carefully over the table. "Who said there's something wrong with being a bitch?" she said, with a quick smile.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2008 0:01:15 GMT -5
Anya smiled at her, "Every man I have ever met, with a few notable exceptions." She looked back into her past with a wry smile, "But I was not referring to that, but my other reputation. As a slut,, tramp and traitorous queen."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2008 0:06:54 GMT -5
Selyse shrugged. "All that matters is if you believe it, my lady. Men are quick to label powerful women as whores or traitors. Princess Emelia Martell received the same treatment." Privately, she was marveling at how different Jeyne and Anya were. Jeyne would never talk in such a way; her dinner conversation was more about her charities than anything else. Could two queens be more different from each other? Selyse mused. Bitch Queen Anya, Good Queen Jeyne.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2008 0:08:54 GMT -5
Anya looked at Selyse and then said, "I did fuck other men when I was with Callen. To be honest I could not stand him, nor his small prick." She grabbed a roll and tore in two, shoving half of it into her mouth.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2008 0:12:23 GMT -5
Selyse was amused. "It must be a terrible thing to be saddled with, a small prick," she said. "You have my sympathies, my lady." She speared a goose liver on dagger and bit into it delicately.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2008 0:13:57 GMT -5
Anya shrugged, "Well the two of us were incompatible, it was just unfortunate that we had to marry." She sipped her wine, "And how goes your marriage?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2008 0:17:28 GMT -5
"Very well," Selyse said, for the first time a flush creeping up her cheeks. She hoped Anya wouldn't go into details now. "Rodrick and I are very much in love, and he built me a private hunting lodge for my name day."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2008 0:18:34 GMT -5
"That is wonderful. Do you love him?" Anya asked. "Be honest."
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5