You said you knew my brother well. I hope you learned something from him, because for now there is no other to fill his place.
[ Restless is a kind word for it, and one she may accept. Just like she'll accept his plea, for now. Because she has not already forgotten this past month in her blind rage. She has enjoyed his presence. She has thought him remarkably charming, with a sharp wit and a playful sense of humor. His skill with music is enough that Anne wishes to only surround him in instruments, so that he can fill her world with the sound of beauty.
But that is why she must be the most ruthless with him. She knows well and good how rampant betrayal is among the courts, especially the Tudor court. In Exsilium, betrayal had taken on whole new forms, and brought strange new consequences. She doesn't forget.
And knowing this, knowing that she has been forced into a position where all she can feel is resentment and suspicion instead of happiness and tranquility, only adds misery into the mix. But she abruptly releases him and turns before she can let it twist her features, or soften them any. She won't break before anyone, especially not her servant. ]
She was so cruel and shameless with her proclamations... She will not just let this disappear. There will one day be a reckoning, until she is gone or dead, and so you are to be my first weapon. None else here truly understand the gravity of this, nor what is necessary in God's eyes.
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[ Restless is a kind word for it, and one she may accept. Just like she'll accept his plea, for now. Because she has not already forgotten this past month in her blind rage. She has enjoyed his presence. She has thought him remarkably charming, with a sharp wit and a playful sense of humor. His skill with music is enough that Anne wishes to only surround him in instruments, so that he can fill her world with the sound of beauty.
But that is why she must be the most ruthless with him. She knows well and good how rampant betrayal is among the courts, especially the Tudor court. In Exsilium, betrayal had taken on whole new forms, and brought strange new consequences. She doesn't forget.
And knowing this, knowing that she has been forced into a position where all she can feel is resentment and suspicion instead of happiness and tranquility, only adds misery into the mix. But she abruptly releases him and turns before she can let it twist her features, or soften them any. She won't break before anyone, especially not her servant. ]
She was so cruel and shameless with her proclamations... She will not just let this disappear. There will one day be a reckoning, until she is gone or dead, and so you are to be my first weapon. None else here truly understand the gravity of this, nor what is necessary in God's eyes.