She looks down at her hands when he reminds her of her freedom, reminded also of the golden chains that had adorned her wrists when her family's conqueror had paraded her and her twin brother through the streets. She'd never expected to be ever truly free, yet here she is now, just about to have that, and more.
Before she could comment on that, he moves to gaze at the city too, though her own come to rest on him. He's an intriguing man, this Jon Snow. Her guardian, the illustrious Emperor of Rome, had laughed when he'd been told of Jon's terms for any marriage proposals, then had not-so-subtly threatened her to do her part in securing the alliance. "I'm sure you have enough of your mother's charms," he'd told her, and it was only the promise of a way out that had stopped her from reacting to his taunts.
"You've seen things, I heard." From her handmaidens, whom she's made fast friends of as well. "Dragons, and demons... I wouldn't be able to sleep, either." Her family members' deaths aside, she also continues to have nightmares of that night in the Temple of the Vestals, when the Shard — the very one she keeps in the satchel she seems to wear all the time — had unleashed an inexplicable power that had led to the blinding of one of the temple maidens.
"Though I'd also heard wine can help bring peace, if only for the night. As does..." She trailed off, suddenly reminded she was still speaking to her lord. She shrugged and smiled coyly at him, then turned her face away before she'd find him looking at her. Yes, she did have her mother's charms. She's just never really wanted to use them.
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Date: 2022-07-08 11:38 am (UTC)Before she could comment on that, he moves to gaze at the city too, though her own come to rest on him. He's an intriguing man, this Jon Snow. Her guardian, the illustrious Emperor of Rome, had laughed when he'd been told of Jon's terms for any marriage proposals, then had not-so-subtly threatened her to do her part in securing the alliance. "I'm sure you have enough of your mother's charms," he'd told her, and it was only the promise of a way out that had stopped her from reacting to his taunts.
"You've seen things, I heard." From her handmaidens, whom she's made fast friends of as well. "Dragons, and demons... I wouldn't be able to sleep, either." Her family members' deaths aside, she also continues to have nightmares of that night in the Temple of the Vestals, when the Shard — the very one she keeps in the satchel she seems to wear all the time — had unleashed an inexplicable power that had led to the blinding of one of the temple maidens.
"Though I'd also heard wine can help bring peace, if only for the night. As does..." She trailed off, suddenly reminded she was still speaking to her lord. She shrugged and smiled coyly at him, then turned her face away before she'd find him looking at her. Yes, she did have her mother's charms. She's just never really wanted to use them.