Really, Spike, you want to get in some brawls over her? Well, it might be fun to watch if nothing else. She'd need a good supply of wine and snacks... Clearly the victor would be her favorite.
"Clearly I ought to hire a proper usher, if I am to get any peace and quiet." Such a lie, really. She doesn't have that many people coming to her door period, but that could be her own fault as much as theirs. She doesn't know quite how to share her pain except in the worst and most roundabout ways.
Turning, she faces him, the goblet held between them as if some kind of barrier. Wine stains are the worst...
"But none here would see my interests above their own, or even near. Should I be assassinated, what is there to mourn, for I would not truly die. No, I think not to humor their sweet little fancies; their giggles and bows when they meet me like I'm a figure from a story, only to move on to the next bit of pennache like a gaggle of simpering fools attempting to play at courtier."
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"Clearly I ought to hire a proper usher, if I am to get any peace and quiet." Such a lie, really. She doesn't have that many people coming to her door period, but that could be her own fault as much as theirs. She doesn't know quite how to share her pain except in the worst and most roundabout ways.
Turning, she faces him, the goblet held between them as if some kind of barrier. Wine stains are the worst...
"But none here would see my interests above their own, or even near. Should I be assassinated, what is there to mourn, for I would not truly die. No, I think not to humor their sweet little fancies; their giggles and bows when they meet me like I'm a figure from a story, only to move on to the next bit of pennache like a gaggle of simpering fools attempting to play at courtier."