Hello, bon-papa; I've hired a groom of sorts for your horse and mine, I will need money to pay her weekly. I offered twice the Inquisition's rate; I think that fair, and if she isn't worth it, I'll give her back to the Inquisition and they can waste their money on her instead.
Thank you!
( - the sound of a blown kiss.
so there are some things she doesn't balk at demanding of him, like. money. )
Thank you!
( - the sound of a blown kiss.
so there are some things she doesn't balk at demanding of him, like. money. )
( give the girl credit: she goes to do this in person, smartly outfitted in her grandfather's own de coucy colours, an unsubtle signal of affectionate deference that definitely means she wants something. she's demurey polite about behaving as a guest in a house she was briefly mistress of, but expects on the strength of his fondness to be shown into his study to interrupt him rather than being obliged to wait-
so she greets him by leaning over his shoulder at his desk. )
Hello, bon-papa.
so she greets him by leaning over his shoulder at his desk. )
Hello, bon-papa.
( gwenaëlle presses a quick kiss to his cheek before circling around to swing up and sit on the edge of the desk, dangling her feet like a girl half her age— )
You know how everyone always wanted me to have a proper political marriage.
( that had been annegret's own favourite drum to bang; marry her, and marry her well. )
You know how everyone always wanted me to have a proper political marriage.
( that had been annegret's own favourite drum to bang; marry her, and marry her well. )
( it isn't going anywhere he's going to like, and she knows it, but she's giving it her most game effort all the same. )
Thranduil is going to convert to the Chant and marry me. Publicly. Quite publicly. A push for rifters, you know. 'They're just like us, they have Thedosian families and values', blah, blah, blah.
( she sounds about as enthused about that as he might imagine, but all the same, here she is. )
And...it would be great... ( :)??? ) ...if we could use the house. And if you could...help.
Thranduil is going to convert to the Chant and marry me. Publicly. Quite publicly. A push for rifters, you know. 'They're just like us, they have Thedosian families and values', blah, blah, blah.
( she sounds about as enthused about that as he might imagine, but all the same, here she is. )
And...it would be great... ( :)??? ) ...if we could use the house. And if you could...help.
Edited (new icons) 2018-10-13 23:45 (UTC)
In practise.
( an agreement; she considers him as if weighing his mood, which is always challenging. it isn't as if his face tends to do anything differently, and she knows she's an open book to people less observant than he is. )
Most of the guest list will go through diplomacy, I imagine. I have a few requests—I'm not going anywhere or doing anything without Lady Morrigan—but it's all being hammered out by people more interested in that sort of thing than I am.
( an agreement; she considers him as if weighing his mood, which is always challenging. it isn't as if his face tends to do anything differently, and she knows she's an open book to people less observant than he is. )
Most of the guest list will go through diplomacy, I imagine. I have a few requests—I'm not going anywhere or doing anything without Lady Morrigan—but it's all being hammered out by people more interested in that sort of thing than I am.
Of course, ( is what she says to the matter of input into attendees; all things considered, she'd expect no less. possibly, she'd have expected to have to bargain him down from 'tyrant'. the other—
she should be less surprised, by now, when her grandfather takes her part. or maybe not: that is a particular stance to take, and he is better known for his opacity than his affection...if there's a part of her that wonders if thomas or raoul will be so thrilled about being in attendance, if it might be against their wishes, in this one thing she's content to hide behind the shield of a still-living duke, and consider her cousins' possible bitterness a tomorrow problem. )
I'd like them to be here, if they can be.
( how uncommonly diplomatically put; it isn't hard to tell she might mean if they're willing. )
she should be less surprised, by now, when her grandfather takes her part. or maybe not: that is a particular stance to take, and he is better known for his opacity than his affection...if there's a part of her that wonders if thomas or raoul will be so thrilled about being in attendance, if it might be against their wishes, in this one thing she's content to hide behind the shield of a still-living duke, and consider her cousins' possible bitterness a tomorrow problem. )
I'd like them to be here, if they can be.
( how uncommonly diplomatically put; it isn't hard to tell she might mean if they're willing. )
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