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[ygraine]

[Nope. Go away. She's hiding in her tree because she doesn't want to have anything to do with courts or marriage arrangements or stuffy lords or anything of the sort. The only thing that sticks out of the tree are her bare legs.]

[Lords and Ladies, Ygraine du Bois]

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[duboisboy]

[What odd fruit. Tristan grabs a stick from the bottom of the tree and proceeds to tickle the bottom of one of her feet with it.]

[ygraine]

[She screeches and kicks at him]

Tristan!

[duboisboy]

Yes?

[Did you want him to do something? He continues prodding the soles of her feet.]

[ygraine]

[She kicks at him again and again.]

I'm here because I refuse to let Lady Mun make me do things!

[duboisboy]

And what does she think she can make you do from up there?

[ygraine]

Being courted and such.

[duboisboy]

Did you mention the time you tipped an entire goblet of wine on Sir Balin because of his stench?

[dukeofcornwall]

[He walks up to the tree, having spied her legs from the path he was walking to go do whatever duty it is he was supposed to do this time. Something about counting the coppers again or some other nonsense he didn't want to waste such a nice day on.

This was curious, though perhaps not too uncommon. He smirked as he dropped the apple and reached up, gently tugging her foot just enough to get her attention before he let go.]

My Lady, I see you've found yourself a new home. How goes it up there?

[ygraine]

[She peers down when her foot is pulled on]

Far better than any stuffy court Lady Mun puts me in!

[dukeofcornwall]

You might want to blame your parents more than her, Ygraine, they are the ones who make you a Princess, after all. [Points out, vaguely attempting to be helpful.]

Do you think there is room for two to sit up there in your Queendom of the Tree's, or shall I remain your humble servant down here? [he adds, with a sweeping bow.]]

[ygraine]

[Is this a trick?]

Did either Lady Mun or my Lady and Lordship send you here?

[She's only ever invited Tristan up. And that was after much convincing]

[dukeofcornwall]

I think your Lady had nigh on forgotten that I knew my way to these parts, and as for your parents, well they hate to impose on such a busy Lord and wouldn't bother.

Besides, I wouldn't listen unless you were in danger. I'm your brothers friend, you know. [As if that explained not doing what her parents told him, but he shrugged and then easily climbed up the tree, finding a nice solid branch not far from hers to sit on.]

Really, Princess, why so sour?

[ygraine]

[She SIGHS and leans against the trunk of the tree]

Lady Mun is in allegiance with my Lady and Lordship. The nerve! Speaking of courts and marriages! And and and bearing children!

[Child, Ygraine]

A child!

[readsdirtybooks]

[Sitting under said tree with a book. Playing guard, distraction, and also waiting for her to come down.] What are we hiding from?

[ygraine]

Lady Mun, my Lady and Lordship, and whatever disgusting suitor they see fit to send this way.

[She pokes her head down and offers a hand]

Come hide with me.

[readsdirtybooks]

[A quick, but small, grin as she tucks the book into her skirt. She stands and takes Ygraine's hand and lets her help her tug her up into the tree.] Are you certain this is wi - that this can hold us both?

[ygraine]

It has held my brother and his brother all these years whenever they were invited, it shall certainly hold light maidens such as we.

[She hauls her friend up because she also has a surprise. She yanks out a book from the folds of her own skirt]

Look what I've pinched off of Brother Baenard!

[readsdirtybooks]

Hmm. [She stated conceding the point. Nevertheless, she was still careful as she climbed up and generally sat closely next to her best friend.

That very nearly went out the window as she grabbed the book from Ygraine.] Ygraine! You shouldn't be taking books, particularly not from a friar. [That doesn't stop her from turning it in her hand, her fingers trailing down the spine]

[ygraine]

It's the latest from Italy!

[She's all too excited to share this with her best friend]

[knightoftheswan]

[What is it about trees that draws the Knight of the Swan? He might figure it out one day, but for now, there is someone who might be in need of protection. He peers up in the branches, struck with an odd sensation not unlike deja vu.]

Are you in any need, Lady?

[ygraine]

[She peers down at him, suspicious]

Have you been sent by Lady Mun or my Lordship?

[knightoftheswan]

Unless your Lordship is Prince Siegfried, no. But if you are in need of my service, my liege would likely offer it freely.

[ygraine]

My Lordship is Prince Amlawdd. And my need of service shall not concern you less you know of how to break the practice of betrothal.

[knightoftheswan]

[The Knight gives a short, dry laugh.]

Only how to break a marriage, I'm afraid.

[Though now that he's said that...]

Perhaps a taboo?

[ygraine]

A taboo?