[ the voice from the crystal falls still. thais stretches, watches the glittering little thing, waits: a cat upon wisplight. silence rolls. finally
you are in forces?
unwinds her, already reaching to shut the thing in some drawer (they will find her if it is so important) when it sounds a more familiar song. brusque: ]
Who is this?
[ it would be foolish to not consider another might have crossed into the spell; some ill-fortuned farmer, else a wandering sword. but there are few who would speak so delicately.
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she thinks, oh.
she is silent for too long. )
You are in Forces? ( no, that's—she makes a sound, exasperated with herself, and: )
La dauphine d'Lamorre. Yes?
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you are in forces?
unwinds her, already reaching to shut the thing in some drawer (they will find her if it is so important) when it sounds a more familiar song. brusque: ]
Who is this?
[ it would be foolish to not consider another might have crossed into the spell; some ill-fortuned farmer, else a wandering sword. but there are few who would speak so delicately.
fewer who can read. ]
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I am Madame de Cedoux. I was—
La dauphine was my daughter. Are you named for her? We were not the only—I am certain, she must have had cousins, in time.
( many had had to die, but she remembers that some had bent the knee. might have courted marius's favor thus. )
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I've a cousin Veda.
[ — which had not gone half so well as they must have expected.
her voice does not crack or quaver. no warmth rolls through the gaps of her breath (stupid, gone stupid). ]
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