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JAIME LANNISTER

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voice;

[skjalf]

[ elizabeth knows that she has been unkind to him. their circumstances were much the same, and she had no right to lash out the way she had. now, hearing that he had been lost, she is despite herself, quite concerned. ]

Sir. Should this missive reach you, then know that I am glad of it. I have been most uncharitable to you in the recent past, and I would like to offer my most sincere apologies. There is no excuse to justify my behaviour at the time, which was nothing short of appalling.

I hope you can forgive me, and in turn return safely to us. Your sister has been much worried. As have I.

voice;

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You must think me so lonely.

[ Teasing. Making fun. There is always a strange reflection in his mockery these days, though, something that makes himself part of the humour, rather than looming above it.

Because all told, he's pretty fucking lonely. ]

Your behaviour wasn't appalling, you know. It had spirit.

voice;

[skjalf]

I had not thought to be so transparent.

[ she plays along this time, but then sobers. he isn't wrong. ]

Each of us must be a little lonely, given our circumstances, I think. Even I. And I thank you for your compliment, sir. Anyone else would have reprimanded me for the manner of my speech.

[ she falls into a moment of thoughtful silence, before giving voice to an idea: ]

Would you like to take a turn about the gardens with me, sir?

voice;

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[ There's a short silence. Perhaps Elizabeth can imagine him squinting down puzzled at his device, unsure what to do with it in his hand, and the offer coming out of it. ]

Most of anyone else enjoys courtly manner, the frills and finery. Bird twitter. I learned it too. I find it gets in the way of the point.

[ Not even the truth, no call for honesty.

There's the sound of a door sliding open. Possibly on his way to the gardens. ]

voice;

[skjalf]

[ she gives a quiet laugh in response to that, bearing a hint of dryness to it. ]

A game I had no choice but to play. It is a rare thing to hear what people mean when I am spoken to. You are quite right.

[ hearing the tell-tale slide of his door, she smiles to herself on her end. ]

I shall await you at the entrance, then.