rebirth 17 | orb 1

[ladysarmour]

Please, there must be some sort of mistake. I've told them - I can't be a princess, I'm not even from this place, I've no rightful claim, I-I'm only a baseborn girl.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to do insult to the honor done me. Only I'm not sure what is expected of me in such a role, and…and I would very much like to go home.

[ There's an animal whine from somewhere out of sight, and a nervous look flitters briefly through Sansa's eyes. ]

The man said… It can't be true, can it, that death does not bind here?

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[sorcerous]

Do not fear; as a princess, your life will be a sweeter one.

[ladysarmour]

Is that so? [ no, she thinks. ] That is reassuring.

[sorcerous]

In this village, all is exactly as it seems. Or, if it is not, the people of the town will make it that way. They like nothing less than their views being challenged, or their carefully ordered place brought to chaos.

Remember it well, and if you wish to protest your role, have care.

[ladysarmour]

I will, ser, thank you. I would not wish to cause displeasure.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Faolan looks a little confused] Death is. Vati and Mutti are dead, so they don't come back. So now Faolan lives with Hawk.

Princesses are pretty.

[ladysarmour]

But Lady - Lady is here, and she died.

Yes. They are. ...Do you like stories?

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan likes stories! You know stories? [Eager wriggle]

[ladysarmour]

Yes.

Is it my role to tell them?

[sarcasticbite]

Hey, look, it's just a title. It doesn't define you or anything.

I mean, I know I'm not going to be bowing and curtsying in front of you, calling you Princess.

[She's pretty bad at this comforting thing, especially when dealing with strangers]

It seems that you're in the same situation I am, except you didn't set the bed on fire and you're not a Mage.

[ladysarmour]

[ terrible at it tbqh ]

And you are? A - a mage.

[sarcasticbite]

Well, yeah. A Fire Mage.

You know, the role of a Princess is only what you make it to be. Go save some Princes. Go save some men in distress. Slay a dragon or two! Don't let the typical standards and tasks of Princes and Princesses weigh you down!

[ladysarmour]

I could never! I'm not suited for such deeds.

[shiromadoushi]

If it doesn't, no one's mentioned it...

[ladysarmour]

Lady died, but she is here with me.

[shiromadoushi]

Maybe she's from a time before she died? If a place like this can take people from different worlds, different times should be easy too, right?

[ladysarmour]

Then time does not bind?

[brosif]

[Yet another child. Sif reserves her anger for later, to direct it at those responsible. With the girl, she is gentle.]

We would all like to go home, Lady. I wish I could offer you a promise that such a thing will be possible any time soon.

[ladysarmour]

[ if only you knew what she'd been taken from ]

It is enough to be greeted with such kindness, my lady.

[brosif]

If this is how you carry yourself after such a morning, I believe that you will have no trouble adjusting to your role. They are often doled out quite arbitrarily.

[With a self-deprecating smile:] Here, they call me Prince Sif.

[magicalflowers]

Don't worry. I can always help you if you'd like?

[After all she was given the princess role herself.]

[ladysarmour]

If it please you.

[magicalflowers]

It's really not that hard, to be honest you don't really have to do much, unless you want to try and help solve the thorn problem.

[shorterinperson]

I don't know about death, and I can't send you home, but I can assure you that you are safe here.

[ladysarmour]

It is not death, I am told, but time.

But what of the thorns? Are they not a danger?

[shorterinperson]

They are, but only if you get too close. They take time to do their worst damage.