If someone was willing to teach you would you want to learn how to swim? I was the one who taught my daughter how, I could teach you as well. At your own pace.
Though I doubt you will want to visit the water again so soon. How are you feeling?
[ After quite a bit of struggle to get to the Seelie side of the castle, Aemond manages to leave a package outside Sansa's door. It's a neatly wrapped leather-bound notebook that is warded against any eyes that aren't its owner. A letter is tucked inside its pages. ]
Sansa Stark, Lady of Winterfell, Queen in the North —
My mother and I send our best wishes to you on your nameday. May this journal serve you well in your time here. We have been reliably informed it cannot be read by any unless you permit them.
As ever, know that House Hightower stands with you, should you ever have need of our support.
[ After he received word from Wrathion, he instantly messages Sansa with: ]
Your fool dragon is alright. He's finally rejoined us. [ There's affection in his voice despite the words. Not to mention relief. ] I'm tracking him now.
He said something stupid not to worry you. It doesn't bear repeating. Are you well, Your Grace?
Quite fine, Aemond, and more than happy to hear from you. I know you both to be fine on the battlefield but I still worry myself terribly. I wish I was more use than to stand on the sidelines and pick up the pieces.
I was less help than you might imagine. A beast of that size ... [ he trails off. There's no reason to lament about that now. She's alright, and Wrathion is alright, and that's enough for his frayed nerves. Not that he'll admit he was deeply worried. ]
If there weren't stouthearted people to return to who are skilled in mending, what man would ever survive war?
You were the first he thought of when he replied. You are what keeps him fighting, I suspect. That is important.
( Sansa colors a little and she hates that the Leaf shows that in this version and instead of simply the things she says. Seven hells. )
That is a very important thing. A dragon on the field can turn the tide of a battle. I've seen it myself in the not so distant past. Thank you for telling me, Aemond. I would have continued to worry if I did not know. Was there a reason he did not tell me himself?
[ Aemond falls silent for a long moment, brow drawn. This is a question that could easily be posed to himself. Why doesn't he tell the people he cares about when he's suffering? Why does he always insist on tending to his wounds alone? ]
I can only speculate, [ he begins carefully, ] But based on what I know of him, and what I know of dragons, we are creatures of destruction. To win our affections is no easy thing, but once claimed, we will do anything to protect those people. That includes from ourselves.
I suppose that I can understand that. I didn't presume he hated me or something like that, I am not that sort of woman, but I did worry. Dragons are quite different than men.
( Sansa gives him a look before laughing softly. )
I consider you in the dragon category. I suppose that is why I get along with you.
They are different, but you seem perfectly capable of interpreting them. If I didn't know any better, I might have suspected you were one of us. [ There's curiosity lurking behind his teasing. Sansa is quite good at taming dragons. ]
No, I am no Targaryen. It would be an honorable name to have, I assure you of that, but only Stark and Tully.
( Sansa laughs softly but it dies down into soft praise instead. )
I know that you are without your dragon here but you carry her with you. Anyone can see it, should they pay attention at all. You have her courage and her strength.
It has fallen on me to inform you that Aemond has been involved in an accident and while he is recovering, we are, as yet, uncertain what lingering effects there may be. He is in my care, and I am passing along to him any messages from those who wish to share any with him at present.
I do not wish to overwhelm him as he recovers, but should I need the assistance, I will be grateful for yours. As of yet, it is just a matter of watching and forcing him to rest.
If I could request something, magic was involved and I have little knowledge of or experience with such things. Should you have any allies with insight into the matter, that would be, perhaps, the greatest help at present.
Hello, is this Sansa Stark, from Winterfell, Westeros? Hi, my name's Lucy Gray Baird. I thought I'd reach out to you because, well, I've recently started seeing your brother, John Snow.
I thought I would let you know, so there's no confusion or concern. Also as you're his sister, and we've both expressed how important family is to us, it only felt right to introduce myself, and I would really like to meet you.
I usually play a set on Thursdays at BaE, if you ever wanted to stop by. John Snow is usually in the audience. I've heard you're interested in music, and I'd love to learn a song or two from your home to surprise John Snow with, if that's something you'd be willing to teach me.
I understand. I'm not too worried about mixed company, but I know that might be different in Westeros. But I defer to you about what's most appropriate. I want him to feel a little bit of your home here.
I have never known Jon to care much for music but men often care a great deal for things they had no interest in once a woman becomes involved. If you would like, we could meet and I could sing for you? I do not perform publicly but I am known to have a fair voice.
Perhaps over tea? I am in possession of a fine tea set that always wants for company.
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Though I doubt you will want to visit the water again so soon. How are you feeling?
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delivery (gift + note)
Sansa Stark, Lady of Winterfell, Queen in the North —
My mother and I send our best wishes to you on your nameday. May this journal serve you well in your time here. We have been reliably informed it cannot be read by any unless you permit them.
As ever, know that House Hightower stands with you, should you ever have need of our support.
With respect,
Alicent & Aemond
voice, @vhagar
Your fool dragon is alright. He's finally rejoined us. [ There's affection in his voice despite the words. Not to mention relief. ] I'm tracking him now.
He said something stupid not to worry you. It doesn't bear repeating. Are you well, Your Grace?
voice, @winterbird
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If there weren't stouthearted people to return to who are skilled in mending, what man would ever survive war?
You were the first he thought of when he replied. You are what keeps him fighting, I suspect. That is important.
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That is a very important thing. A dragon on the field can turn the tide of a battle. I've seen it myself in the not so distant past. Thank you for telling me, Aemond. I would have continued to worry if I did not know. Was there a reason he did not tell me himself?
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I can only speculate, [ he begins carefully, ] But based on what I know of him, and what I know of dragons, we are creatures of destruction. To win our affections is no easy thing, but once claimed, we will do anything to protect those people. That includes from ourselves.
[ Did that make sense? He isn't sure. ]
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( Sansa gives him a look before laughing softly. )
I consider you in the dragon category. I suppose that is why I get along with you.
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High praise, however. You honor me.
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( Sansa laughs softly but it dies down into soft praise instead. )
I know that you are without your dragon here but you carry her with you. Anyone can see it, should they pay attention at all. You have her courage and her strength.
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Lady Stark,
It has fallen on me to inform you that Aemond has been involved in an accident and while he is recovering, we are, as yet, uncertain what lingering effects there may be. He is in my care, and I am passing along to him any messages from those who wish to share any with him at present.
Faithfully,
Jacaerys Targaryen
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If I could request something, magic was involved and I have little knowledge of or experience with such things. Should you have any allies with insight into the matter, that would be, perhaps, the greatest help at present.
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Hi, my name's Lucy Gray Baird. I thought I'd reach out to you because, well, I've recently started seeing your brother, John Snow.
I thought I would let you know, so there's no confusion or concern. Also as you're his sister, and we've both expressed how important family is to us, it only felt right to introduce myself, and I would really like to meet you.
I usually play a set on Thursdays at BaE, if you ever wanted to stop by. John Snow is usually in the audience. I've heard you're interested in music, and I'd love to learn a song or two from your home to surprise John Snow with, if that's something you'd be willing to teach me.
All my best,
Lucy Gray
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I know many songs from Westeros though not all would be appropriate for public performance with mixed company.
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I understand. I'm not too worried about mixed company, but I know that might be different in Westeros. But I defer to you about what's most appropriate. I want him to feel a little bit of your home here.
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Perhaps over tea? I am in possession of a fine tea set that always wants for company.
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You tell me when's best for you.
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