heroica: (all the broken chords and unnamed cries)
warden robyn cousland ([personal profile] heroica) wrote 2015-08-21 12:17 am (UTC)

That he does. [ She thinks immediately of before this had all started, the night before Howe betrayed her family. The hound had come to her with someone's underthings in its maw and she had just laughed.

Well, he's enthusiastic, at least.

The campfire streaks through her vision in a warm flash and then they're in her tent. Robyn sways a bit as she's set down, not especially thrilled to be free of his assuaging grip, but she manages to make sense of the world in a way that doesn't involve her falling over again. ]


Thank you for all this. [ But, as people often are when intoxicated, she's struck by something she feels intensely compelled to say, something that bursts through the dam of her lips like floodwater. ] - I really will miss your company if you - when you take the throne.

[ The Landsmeet has been more than a strong focus in her mind, hence the drinking, hence the little, embarrassed outburst. She glances away, clearing her throat, face reddening from the ale, or... other things. ]

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