[ seamstress gossiping circles, in all likelihood. ]
But I know Queen Alicent, and to think one of her kin was ill-treated is a frightful thing. There has been so much unpleasantness of late, that I would remedy what I can, as I can.
[ Gossips. She should not be surprised but it aches a little all the same. She wonders how much detail has gotten around, whether others may in fact know things that she does not and cannot remember.
But evoking Alicent feels like one of her stab wounds re-opening. ]
Ill-treated by her kin, you should say.
[ She is only Alicent's kin by marriage, but Aegon is her blood. Aegon she would not hear a bad word about, even as he threatened her life. ]
I am alive again. I have been remedied. [ But even Rhaenyra knows that isn't true. ]
Alive does not mean well, plenty of people live with broken hearts. [ Her words are careful, not to be pitying or mocking. ]
I make a sweet cake, stuff with cream, my babushka made it for me when I felt poorly. I have felt very poorly of late, and I have made myself far too much, I was wondering if you would like some?
[ Her brothers, yes. Half brothers, she thinks sourly, usurpers and snakes. But if there's a tangy sharpness to their connection it's only because Rhaenyra cannot hide her fury.
Then Gilia speaks of broken hearts and Rhaenyra's cracks. The anger burns out and fierce loneliness smokes in its place. Smoldering on the line... ]
Well.
I don't believe your stories of how there came to be too much of it, but... I do enjoy cake.
[ She goes quiet for awhile, and bearing all of herself to a stranger is not her preference, but in the way she has learned to come to terms with it - that going to help others, makes it much easier. ]
I had a brother, who meant the world to me.
[ She swallows. ]
When the doors were closed, he hurt me, and often. He said it would make me strong. But I felt so alone, so often. [ It's quiet, the conviction. The determination in that one idea. ] I never want anyone else to feel so alone.
[ Rhaenyra feels a hand close around her heart, holding it so its beating feels harder and louder in her ears. It isn't nothing, this gift of honestly. Rhaenyra believes her. ]
I am sorry.
[ She sounds it. And then, as if in answer, as if she owes her own truth in return: ]
He's... never done anything like this before. [ Cautious, like she's sharing state secrets. ] I did not know him before this realm. Not as he is now.
I know... I know time can change from place to place?
[ She pauses trying to explain. ] My knight, from my homeland, comes from I think some months after when I was taken.
And that is to say nothing that... I am informed that I am ah... 'Medieval', according to some from other lands, which refers to those that come from 'the past' to them. In broad strokes, so to speak.
[Stops - do not blither, Gilia. ]
I mean to say, has much time perhaps passed between you? Has that been the cause of the... ire, perhaps, the difference?
He had seen only two name days when I last knew him. His brother I knew not at all.
Whatever the cause of this ire is, he will not share it with me. Only curse and punish me for it.
[ She says it with curt finality. She has tried to stop wondering what churns Aegon's poisoned mind but it raises the heat in her to speak of it again. It's done her no good to dwell on it. ]
I am glad, at least, that you have your knight. [ But there's jealousy in her tone, perhaps. ]
[ This sounds like typical noble families, ready to rip themselves to pieces, and the wounds are always more horrific.
No one could hurt, like family could - and when family had control over life and death... ]
I am too, especially that I may offer this. I know the Lady Mavis, and the Sirs Aristaeus and Murphy will never let anything happen to you.
But if you ever need it, you may call on my Knight. She is Sir GalamiΕa of Clan RacisΕawa. Tell her that Second-Child, Queen of the Isle St Loe, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity, has spoken for your safety. She will defend you with her life, by my honour.
You cannot miss her, nor mistake her for another trying to trick you. She is seven foot tall, a scar over one eye, and has a pair of great antlers from her brow. If she does not have them out and you are unsure, ask to see them, then she really will know you have spoken to me.
[ Never let anything happen to her... Only it had happened, hadn't it? The smallest window, the confluence of all the wrong coincidences. It hadn't been their fault they had lives to live that did not involve her. They are not swore to her. She has no one here who is.
But it is a surprising offer. Enough that Rhaenyra accepts it in silence, respectfully. She does not know if she trusts this woman and her offer of aid. But trusting strangers here has been good for her, perhaps.
It was not strangers who have wounded her here. ]
That is... generous of you. [ And a woman that is a knight, well. Rhaenyra cannot say she isn't curious. Supremely. ] She sounds formidable. And as you say, unmistakable.
Another promised to come at my greatest need. He... did not succeed.
[ She remember how Gala would want to apologize, when Gilia was covering from what her brother had done - as if she could have stopped what she was not privy too.
That she knew, Gala was glad to break her brother's legs, when the time came.
To Gilia's mind, it was never her knight's fault. No, it was the world that let her brother think that cruelty was ever allowed, that her family were oblivious to it. ]
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Date: 2024-06-19 05:08 am (UTC)Forgive me, we have not spoken before, but my name is Gilia - Queen Gilia, as was, of the Isle St. Loe, little as all that means.
I have heard that... that all has not been well with you, and I wished to bring you something, to cheer you - if I may?
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Date: 2024-06-21 04:48 am (UTC)From whom have you heard this?
[ But her authoritative question comes out more tremulous than she wished it to. ]
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Date: 2024-06-21 04:59 am (UTC)[ seamstress gossiping circles, in all likelihood. ]
But I know Queen Alicent, and to think one of her kin was ill-treated is a frightful thing. There has been so much unpleasantness of late, that I would remedy what I can, as I can.
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Date: 2024-06-24 01:37 am (UTC)But evoking Alicent feels like one of her stab wounds re-opening. ]
Ill-treated by her kin, you should say.
[ She is only Alicent's kin by marriage, but Aegon is her blood. Aegon she would not hear a bad word about, even as he threatened her life. ]
I am alive again. I have been remedied. [ But even Rhaenyra knows that isn't true. ]
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Date: 2024-07-01 01:45 am (UTC)Your brothers.
[ She notes that carefully. ]
Alive does not mean well, plenty of people live with broken hearts. [ Her words are careful, not to be pitying or mocking. ]
I make a sweet cake, stuff with cream, my babushka made it for me when I felt poorly. I have felt very poorly of late, and I have made myself far too much, I was wondering if you would like some?
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Date: 2024-07-03 04:47 am (UTC)Then Gilia speaks of broken hearts and Rhaenyra's cracks. The anger burns out and fierce loneliness smokes in its place. Smoldering on the line... ]
Well.
I don't believe your stories of how there came to be too much of it, but... I do enjoy cake.
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Date: 2024-07-05 02:23 am (UTC)of course!
Date: 2024-07-07 06:11 am (UTC)[ Only because of their combined strength does Rhaenyra feel she can tell her this. ]
Why are you truly doing this? [ But there's cautious hope and curiosity in the question. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 12:55 pm (UTC)I had a brother, who meant the world to me.
[ She swallows. ]
When the doors were closed, he hurt me, and often. He said it would make me strong. But I felt so alone, so often. [ It's quiet, the conviction. The determination in that one idea. ] I never want anyone else to feel so alone.
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Date: 2024-07-20 09:13 pm (UTC)I am sorry.
[ She sounds it. And then, as if in answer, as if she owes her own truth in return: ]
He's... never done anything like this before. [ Cautious, like she's sharing state secrets. ] I did not know him before this realm. Not as he is now.
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Date: 2024-07-23 09:02 am (UTC)[ She pauses trying to explain. ] My knight, from my homeland, comes from I think some months after when I was taken.
And that is to say nothing that... I am informed that I am ah... 'Medieval', according to some from other lands, which refers to those that come from 'the past' to them. In broad strokes, so to speak.
[Stops - do not blither, Gilia. ]
I mean to say, has much time perhaps passed between you? Has that been the cause of the... ire, perhaps, the difference?
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Date: 2024-07-25 12:02 am (UTC)Whatever the cause of this ire is, he will not share it with me. Only curse and punish me for it.
[ She says it with curt finality. She has tried to stop wondering what churns Aegon's poisoned mind but it raises the heat in her to speak of it again. It's done her no good to dwell on it. ]
I am glad, at least, that you have your knight. [ But there's jealousy in her tone, perhaps. ]
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Date: 2024-07-25 04:39 am (UTC)No one could hurt, like family could - and when family had control over life and death... ]
I am too, especially that I may offer this. I know the Lady Mavis, and the Sirs Aristaeus and Murphy will never let anything happen to you.
But if you ever need it, you may call on my Knight. She is Sir GalamiΕa of Clan RacisΕawa. Tell her that Second-Child, Queen of the Isle St Loe, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity, has spoken for your safety. She will defend you with her life, by my honour.
You cannot miss her, nor mistake her for another trying to trick you. She is seven foot tall, a scar over one eye, and has a pair of great antlers from her brow. If she does not have them out and you are unsure, ask to see them, then she really will know you have spoken to me.
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Date: 2024-07-28 05:01 am (UTC)But it is a surprising offer. Enough that Rhaenyra accepts it in silence, respectfully. She does not know if she trusts this woman and her offer of aid. But trusting strangers here has been good for her, perhaps.
It was not strangers who have wounded her here. ]
That is... generous of you. [ And a woman that is a knight, well. Rhaenyra cannot say she isn't curious. Supremely. ] She sounds formidable. And as you say, unmistakable.
Another promised to come at my greatest need. He... did not succeed.
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Date: 2024-07-28 06:11 am (UTC)[ She remember how Gala would want to apologize, when Gilia was covering from what her brother had done - as if she could have stopped what she was not privy too.
That she knew, Gala was glad to break her brother's legs, when the time came.
To Gilia's mind, it was never her knight's fault. No, it was the world that let her brother think that cruelty was ever allowed, that her family were oblivious to it. ]