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( possible asoiaf spoilers in the comments )
What sort of reaction had you expected dragging me out of my realm, stripped down and built up into whatever twisted, vile thing you wish me to be? Will you make me say the words you have heard so beautifully quoted, speak of lionesses and crimson lined with gold? Do you think me a little bird in cage that will chirp to whatever tune you whistle to me?
If your wish was a sweet song and weak disposition, I believe you have chosen your pawns wrongly.
If your wish was a sweet song and weak disposition, I believe you have chosen your pawns wrongly.

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Place could be nice though.
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[ He waves enthusiastically at her in a comical fashion. ]
You got some serious style, ya know? Though, I doubt your mun is gonna listen much to you.
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She must. She gave me a voice and I am not wont to surrender to the bored whims of those beneath me.
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[ He snickered somewhat. ]
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What sort are you, little bird?
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To what end?
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:|
[ she knows a thing or two about cages. ]
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