Twenty-Third House of Westeros ♛ Dictated

[songsandstories]

The holidays here are most strange. First Christmas, a day for the birth of your God's son, and then the death of one of your holy men is celebrated by sweets and tokens of affection? We have no such day in Westeros.

[Protip: Westeros never has anything nice.]

I spent the day in my room. If Christmas would have us being intimate with one another, I only feared what the castle would do on this day. I wonder if every holiday is accustomed by some trickery here.

[Perhaps that is part of the game.]

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[thatrabbitsdynamite]

Well, Christmas is about Wonder, too. Bringing people together, and all that.

[songsandstories]

[The Pope's daughter explained Christmas to her.]

You mean the wonder of a babe being born to a maiden?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

Well, not just that. Wonder in general. To see happiness and joy in the world, even when it's at it's darkest, you know?

[Of course you don't know, you come from Westros]

[assassino]

Not keen on rousing the anger of those that would not see you behaving improperly?

[songsandstories]

Darkness can always flush out the light. [It is a fool's hope to wish for otherwise. She's learned that well enough.]

[songsandstories]

Perhaps I do not wish to act improperly.

[assassino]

Fair enough, Alayne.

[songsandstories]

That is not to say I do not enjoy your company.

[assassino]

[He chuckles.]

I know. I was only teasing, dolcezza.

[songsandstories]

Oh. [If he were there, he would see her blush.]

[assassino]

[Oh, Alayne. So cute.]

When can I expect you to return from your hiding place?

[songsandstories]

The castle is not as dangerous now. I have been out.

[assassino]

Are you sure? One never knows when the madness will stop completely.

[songsandstories]

It is always mad here. Today it is simply less so. Unless you wish me to be confined to my rooms.

[assassino]

No, I would rather have you out and about.

[songsandstories]

Then I am out.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

But that's the thing. It can't kill the light. Not ever.

[assassino]

Enjoy your freedom whenever you can!

[songsandstories]

It is no freedom, being here.

[songsandstories]

Those are just stories.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

All stories have truth in them.

[assassino]

You are always so serious, Alayne.

[songsandstories]

A caged bird does not sing as loud nor as beautiful when it is confined.

[songsandstories]

They're just stories. Whatever truth there is, it isn't the point. You tell the story to make the real truth, your reality, pretty. Winter has already come.

[assassino]

Yes, but a caged bird has less time to live, so a caged bird must experience life all they can, regardless of circumstances. There is no need for it to resign itself to its fate.