[ the queen is an enduring mystery indeed. he'd like to just sweep it under the rug, but... nobody else is here, nobody is watching them, and helaena seems to be taking all this in stroll. she couldn't possibly know about this place more than he does, could she? and yet, her nonsensical words have come true before. ]
The... song. [ disbelief; not quite a proper question. his mouth twitches, part smile, part grimace, just a little pained. ] I do not know what that means.
[ at least admitting this to her feels less humiliating than trying to respond to aemond in high valyrian. ]
[ the rest of her words do make sense, though. he's not entirely convinced they're true yet, but... freedom is a nice thought. ]
[ nice and terrifying. if he's not a king or a prince, he'll have to abide by commoner rules. he'll be a nobody. surely whoever runs this place can't be expecting him to change his own bedclothes and clean up his messes? ugh. ]
"The people" are fickle. They could still turn on us.
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The... song. [ disbelief; not quite a proper question. his mouth twitches, part smile, part grimace, just a little pained. ] I do not know what that means.
[ at least admitting this to her feels less humiliating than trying to respond to aemond in high valyrian. ]
[ the rest of her words do make sense, though. he's not entirely convinced they're true yet, but... freedom is a nice thought. ]
[ nice and terrifying. if he's not a king or a prince, he'll have to abide by commoner rules. he'll be a nobody. surely whoever runs this place can't be expecting him to change his own bedclothes and clean up his messes? ugh. ]
"The people" are fickle. They could still turn on us.