paradisa | ♔ six || easter resurrection

[Counselors and Friends of Elizabeth I]

For those who have not already been made aware in some manner, you ought be confided in that Elizabeth Tudor is no longer herself. That is, the self that was originally brought to Cair Paradisa. She is a young blossom again, one that blooms despite the storm it has suffered. This makes her no less strong as a Tudor rose ought to be, but if I find that any darken her days during this time with news of her future, the penalty will be grievous.

No matter the heinous misgivings she spews because of that usurper Mary, she is a princess, and will be treated with no less respect than is befitting one. So when she requests for someone to help her dress, she had best not be left wanting.

[/Counselors and Friends of Elizabeth I]

[Spike Spiegel]

[ Later, since she didn't get the chance to finish her first attempt at filtering to him; ]

You have seen?

[ If you don't know what she's talking about, you're bad at your job! Ten percent decrease in pay. ]

[/Spike Spiegel]

It is a shame that there has been no priest for the church since my arrival. Will today's vigil be without proper guidance as well? Come now, as many as there are here, I cannot imagine there to be no priest among you.

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[Ah- she catches that hesitation and thanks to her talks with Elizabeth she has a small idea of what the source might be. Something that makes very little sense to the elf.]

My apologies if I have spoken too freely.

...You have never told me what you truly know of my daughter.

What a curious thing to say. What would you have me answer, I wonder?

We have spoken much of our positions, of the responsibilities and the burdens thereof, and of the sacrifices made to maintain them. [And there's the rub. Elizabeth has had to sacrifice more than Galadriel has, in some regards, and she's well aware of it.] I know also that she, like me, is fond of poetry and song, speaks several tongues, and takes a certain delight in outwitting those who would oppose her.

I know her as one would know a friend. As she knows of me.

I will take this news to heart.

I hope, in time, I might know you as well, my lady.

[ Just not feeling as social with Galadriel now with Elizabeth's banishment. Even with this loss, it will be over soon. If things were different...

But she is too close to Elizabeth, both in friendship and appearance, for Anne to feel like tolerating intimately. ]

In time, all will know me. But I wish to know Elizabeth will be content and well guarded until more can be done.

[And Galadriel can hear the distance in that response and respects it.]

As any mother would. You have my word; I will treat her as kindly as I would my own daughter.

I would hear of your daughter. Are they similar at all?

Now? A little, perhaps. My Celebrían was a source of light always, gentle of heart and quick to laugh.

She is, of course, much older.

More over some wine. Soon.

Gladly.

Some vintage from your own home, perhaps?

[There's a quiet little laugh before she responds.] I would be pleased to share some with you. I will warn you, however, that you may find Elven wine stronger than that to which you are accustomed.

Then I will be certain to pace my thirst.

Then we may meet at your leisure without worry.