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]

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.

[sorcerous]

Wouldn't you?

Perhaps you'll fit in after all.

[ Ever-so-delicate disdain in his voice. He detests these townspeople. ]

[ladysarmour]

It is good of you to say so.