On developments at one game and reserving her at another

[inafadingcrown]

Another game, child? You know well I do not take kindly to those who would rule over me. Yet you seek to do so, not once, but twice. And still you profess your love for me. One begins to question your judgement. ["Begins." As if she hasn't been side-eyeing the mun from the very start.]

I have my duties. You would do well to leave me to them.



As for matters in the castle- [She softens a little, despite herself, and the faintest hint of a smile dances about her lips.] - you have my thanks for that, I suppose.

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[updownunderhill]

[Being a Lady of breeding, naturally. And perhaps also one cunning about how she presents herself.]

Perhaps, perhaps. Old as I am, even old Tom can give no certainty on that count. And what is it you do not know, lady?

[inafadingcrown]

[A little of both, really. She's an odd mix of ego and humility, this one.]

I have yet to learn to gracefully accept an injury to my pride, it seems. [And her little smile says she knows very well that this is both the answer and no answer at all.] For that is all this girl has done to offend me. If it be foolishness, it is of a well meaning sort. [The mun would like to point out that she has been quite kind to Galadriel, comparatively speaking.]