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[morewine]

I hope you don't expect me to wait upon you. You sympathize with my enemies and yet here you are before me, gaping like a half-wit and still so bold as to ask anything of me. I haven't the time for this.

Bother the Stark girl, not me, if this is all you wish to do.

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[a_wager_won]

You are queen of a realm at war. If sympathy is aimed anywhere but in your mirror, it will hit one of your enemies. It cannot be helped.

[morewine]

[Because her suffering wasn't complete. >B|]

I suppose it would be asking too much for you to at least give me the small courtesy to conceal your enjoyment of this.

[a_wager_won]

You are my sister and my queen. Since I am honour-bound to allow no other man that pleasure, I must make up for the joy of thousands.

[morewine]

What burden you place upon yourself...

[a_wager_won]

How you wish it would crush my very last bone.

[morewine]

I am more than happy to help speed up the process.

[a_wager_won]

Were you the son he meant to have, Father might have lessoned you in matters of trade, sister. Allow me to mend his failing: when you are in the quicker, better, or louder need to buy than your seller is to make coin, you will be charged many times the going rate.

At your pace of cutting heads, sister, you will soon see yourself very cheated by the wood carvers who make your pikes. I hope this has been of help to you.