Well, I might have been exposed to Covid-19, y'all. The wife of a co-worker has been tested after displaying symptoms, but we won't know if she's infected until results come back on Thursday. If she is, there is little chance that her husband hasn't also been infected and spreading it around the office since at least yesterday, but possibly as far back as late last week.
/fingers crossed
Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.A Price Unbidden
Twenty First Day of the Twelfth Month 293 AC
You take a deep breath before replying, a somewhat dramatic gesture, but Ser Richard is the only one who would know it, and judging by the expression that seems carved upon his face as if in granite as he looks at the two ladies of House Toland, you doubt he would object. "Picture this. You have a responsibility to look to the prosperity of your lands, but in addition to that, your own vassals. Just as I do. To obtain more, for the rights to the passage for... for what? Gold? No, I imagine not."
To that there is no answer, there can be none lest one admit to expecting a bribe from a king. "You would ask for one if it seemed fair enough, so might your companions," Varys whispers in your mind causing you to swallow an ill-timed laugh.
"To show your rights have been upheld then?" You continue in the same flat tone. "No, after all, no Lord or Lady of Dorne would have the gall to have dealings with the bloodthirsty exile Viserys Targaryen." Any document you might sign now to that effect would have no legal worth until you hold the Seven Kingdoms in truth not just as a blood claim, and if you are to be the basis of House Toland's claim over the Wind Path well, then you could just as easily claim it for the state with a stroke of the stylus.
From the tightening of her jaw, you suspect Nymella Toland is holding to her composure by a single fraying thread, though you are growing more and more bemused as to why. Even if it were Walder Frey standing before you, thinking himself wronged and stolen from, the Old Weasel would try to make an ally of you against his liege, not force a concession.
Teora merely looks resigned, and she is not playing a part, of that you are certain.
But there is more to this than pride and folly. "What do you have to gain by playing these games, my Lady?" you ask, hoping that bluntness will surprise an answer from her. A moment later you add sincerely in spite of your own frustrations. "If you speak honestly with me, I might be able to assist you."
"What do I...?" she cuts herself off and looks at you carefully, almost as though seeing you for the first time. "I want my daughter back. She has nothing to prove, nothing to gain out there risking her life or getting ready to risk her life. I wished for Prince Doran to summon her back, but you could just as easily send her, could you not, Your Grace?" The anger melts from her voice as she speaks. "It just doesn't make sense that she would leave..."
As her mother's voice trails off, Lady Teora pales abruptly, the conversation straying close to her own misdeeds and whatever threat Prince Doran delivered after removing the traitorous Uron.
"Practically every girl in Dorne pretends of be Nymera at some point, with a spear carved from a birch branch and a crown of green leaves, but my Vaela had long since gotten over it. She had settled into her duties, doing right by our House, and then... I need to talk to her again, though I can hardly sail across the Narrow Sea to do so." the lady takes one last deep breath. "Can you bring her here by magic, Your Grace?"
What do you reply?
[] Accept, find Vaela Toland in Sorcerer's Deep and bring her here to speak to her mother
-[] Bring her right away
-[] Speak to her first to see if she knows or suspects anything about the enchantment she was under
[] Refuse
-[] Write in reason
[] Write in
OOC: As good as Viserys' sense motive is, it's not mind reading. He can get an adequate read on someone and miss out on their immediate motivation as he did here. Not yet edited.
I appreciate it, dude. Will keep y'all updated if I end up infected or dodge the bullet, but won't clutter up the thread too much.Damn, that's scary... I'm not even sure what to say. If you feel the need to talk about this here do not hesitate to do so, anxiety be damned.
It's ancient infrastructure she didn't know about, didn't know what to do with until it was explained to her, and was cleared with the blood and sweat of someone else. In addition it might have existed before her House was even founded, even taking into account Westeros' ridiculously long-lived family lines preserved likely more in spirit than anything else, after all nobles are so inbred one could say everyone in the North might have a bit of Stark blood.Is her position actually that unreasonable? As I understand it, we're effectively occupying infrastructure on her land. Sure it's bad for the economy as a whole for her to use it, but it still has some value. Even in countries where eminent domain is part of property law you still get paid when it's invoked, and in this context we don't even have that tradition to normalize forced exchanges for the public good.
Not that she isn't being difficult about it, but why would she need a motive other than trying to make back some of the windfall that she sees herself as losing?
Am I missing something here?
Well, I might have been exposed to Covid-19, y'all. The wife of a co-worker has been tested after displaying symptoms, but we won't know if she's infected until results come back on Thursday. If she is, there is little chance that her husband hasn't also been infected and spreading it around the office since at least yesterday, but possibly as far back as late last week.
/fingers crossed
We knew about the younger daughter mind controlling and basically usurping her elder sister's position as heiress. So did the Martells. The Martells wanted to let it slide due to the scandal, and give a subtle reprimand to the younger daughter. We went along with that after making sure the elder daughter would be generally safe.
We knew about the younger daughter mind controlling and basically usurping her elder sister's position as heiress. So did the Martells. The Martells wanted to let it slide due to the scandal, and give a subtle reprimand to the younger daughter. We went along with that after making sure the elder daughter would be generally safe.
@DragonParadox, did the mom not have access to a Sending?
We already know she's been whammied, my dude.[X] Offer to travel to Sorcerer's Deep and locate her daughter. We will speak with Vaela and tell her of her mother's plea to return and once more take up her duties as heir. We will not, however, force the girl to return if she does not wish to.
-[X] Without explaining the situation to Nymella, at least not yet, we will also check Vaela for lingering signs of enchantment which might influence her to stay away from her home.
We knew she was whammied to leave, but not necessarily to stay away. There is a very good chance Vaela has made a life for herself and simply doesn't wish to return. Uron wasn't very high level, so it's unlikely he was about to plant permanent or extremely long-term compulsions in the girl. No matter, though, as I like your vote more than my own.