Homeless but looking. Cassana wants to go where her children are, though.

[motherbaratheon]

Lady Mundane:
I know that you are considering sending me somewhere, that you told me. And that there's little to none possibility that my Steffon would be there, something which is terribly saddening. But please, could it be a place where I could be with my children? Of course I know Robert is five and ten and Stannis three and ten, but no matter what anyone says, they are still children. And Renly is a little babe. As commendable as is Maester Cressen's work with their education, they need their mother.
Yours sincerely
Lady Cassana Estermont

Comments

[motherbaratheon]

[Certainly like him. She nods witha big, warm smile. Don't tell anyone but she always wanted to have a girl. Not that it makes her any less proud of her boys, but anyhow...]
Come here and give me a hug, sweetling.

[a_summer_child]

[Slightly awkward look, if only because hugs are not the most forthcoming, but she'll move forward, that side of her face still partially shied away.]

[motherbaratheon]

[And thus here goes the warmest, momma like hug that's Cassana's speciality. And she might have seen why you hide that side of your face, but she doesn't mind.]
Do you want to know something, Shireen?

[a_summer_child]

[A cautious look, but there is also clearly curiosity written on her face.]

... what?

[motherbaratheon]

You don't have to be afraid, or shy. You are my granddaughter and I think you are the prettiest granddaughter ever. And if anyone else dares to say otherwise, I'll punch them. It's very unladylike, but effective nonetheless.

[a_summer_child]

I don't think Father... [... Would approve.] People- they have been nice, where I am... But Patches isn't there.

[motherbaratheon]

He can say all he wants. I'm his mother. [True fact] Patches? The boy still serves the family. That's good. When Steffon... I mean your grandfather, found him and brought him to me to see I couldn't believe how fun he was.

[a_summer_child]

You are... [A small nod and another guileless look. After all, she hardly looks old enough to be her father's mother. And it is still strange to be talking to her.]

He does, but he's not a boy anymore either. But he's my companion.

[motherbaratheon]

[In fact if we count the ages, (or better said: the mundane's idea of Cassana's age) Cassana ATM is slightly younger than Stannis and Robert. But anyhow, the magic of RP.]
Forgive me, my dear. I forget your time is not mine.
I suppose he's not your only companion, is he? [because that strikes her as such a queer choice of companion. Be it from part of her parents, or her.]

[a_summer_child]

Well... Edric was there for a time, but then he left?

[So yup, basically Patches.]

[motherbaratheon]

You don't play with other girls? [Now really, she is curious]

[a_summer_child]

[A pause, and then a shake of her head.]

[motherbaratheon]

That is no good. A girl should play with other girls her age. When I was your age the daughter of our steward was my closest friend and companion. We had quite a good time together and she even followed me to Storm's End when I married your grandfather.

[a_summer_child]

There aren't that many girls around...

[motherbaratheon]

Oh, [really, Cassana] I hadn't thought of that. But still, Storm's end has its fair share of children. Or at least it had during my time.

[a_summer_child]

[Another small shake of her head.]

I have lived at Dragonstone most of my life...

[motherbaratheon]

Dragonstone? But that's the seat of Prince Rhaegar... Oh. Forgive me dear, I forgot of the changes in your time.

[a_summer_child]

[A glance.] He's been dead for some time now.

[motherbaratheon]

I know. And your uncle is The king now. Or was. But it's certainly interesting...
[Did he know what your father suspects?]

[a_summer_child]

He was... but now father is.

[motherbaratheon]

[She nods] I know. Though I'm not sure that makes him really happy. But with you father, one can rarely know. Even if said one if his mother.
But anyhow, what games do you like to play, Shireen?

[a_summer_child]

[She could go on about duty, as her father often talks about that, but the question side tracks her.]

I like monsters and maidens?

[motherbaratheon]

And how does one play that?

[a_summer_child]

The monster chases the maiden around!

[motherbaratheon]

Sounds very fun. [She smiles] would you like to play that with me?