Inside Moat Cailin

[The Smith]

Myrrah turned and raised an eyebrow, "I do not know you."

[Marie]

"Nor I you," Maekar counted. "Yet I know that you are beautiful and proud, qualities I admire in all women."

[The Smith]

Myrrah nodded and turned back out to stare at the Neck. "I know some of you as well. You take gifts freely given with out thought."

[Marie]

"Why shouldn't I take what is offered?" Maekar asked. "A gift is meant to be accepted, my lady."

[The Smith]

"It is. But as in most cases the gift was more bribe." Myrrah replied, "And you will not be bought."

[Marie]

"All men have their price," Maekar said. "But mine is not as cheap as that."

[The Smith]

Myrrah sighed, "And now she cries alone. And it was all for naught, for you and I will marry."

[Marie]

He couldn't resist a grin. She is blunt, this girl, yet it is all to the good. Would that she had her sister's boldness too, yet I'd still rather marry a beauty, no matter how much the other pleased me.
"You'd have me then?"

[The Smith]

"I will." Myrrah sighed, "And then I will live out my life in misery."

[Marie]

He took her hands, held them within his own.

"Why would you be miserable? How can you even know something like that when you've never even tried it? The woman who marries me will have to bear my bastard's name, I admit it, but she will be accorded a place of honour at the queen's court, once we take Kings Landing for our own."

[The Smith]

Myrrah sighed, "I will be miserable. But no one may avoid the pull of Fate's threads."

[Marie]

"True enough, but tell me, what would make you happy?"

[The Smith]

"That is an awfully personal question on a first meeting." Myrrah replied.

[Marie]

Maekar groaned.

"How else am I to get to know a prospective bride? Would you rather I just carried you off to a septon and asked questions later?"

[The Smith]

"I would prefer just the Septon, and none of the questions." She turned to him, and shook her head sadly.