Inbox (In the Night)

[chivalrouswench]

I... this is Brienne of Tarth.

[ Insert long, awkward pause here. ]

I am not available at the moment, but leave a message and I will respond as soon as I can.

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[voktys]

⟪ She makes a noise like a stifled laugh, and takes the piece of bread to eat and not question if Brienne has just unlocked a sense of humour in the both of them. ⟫

I did not mean to accuse you, I just –– I had to.

⟪ The way Brienne had to face her, when they both arrived here. ⟫

It's not the first, either. The Stark girl insists I met her when she was younger, accused me of buying a boy for some vague purpose, all manner of things, none which add up. Jon Snow says I rode with Stannis and his wife and his daughter to battle for Winterfell, when Stannis only ever rode for Deepwood Motte and I was left at the Wall. Selyse and the princess Shireen are at Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, miles from either of us ––

⟪ She chews on her bread. ⟫ She says you told her of the execution at Winterfell, but where I saw you killed was nowhere near that.

[chivalrouswench]

I understand.

[ She privately thinks it was rather rich of Melisandre to come hunting her down considering her condescending attitude toward Brienne's own anger, but all the same she understands. ]

Jon Snow also expected me to be at Winterfell, together with his sister of all people.

[voktys]

But our stories align, don't they? Jon Snow and his sister seem to be generally in agreement ––

⟪ She stops, not sure where she is going. ⟫

This place is doing something, but it is unlike all I have ever seen.

[chivalrouswench]

It is far beyond what I am able to understand.

[ There are people in this place from strange times and places, and there seems to be no rhyme or reason to it at all.]

If they are not simply lying to us. That I am rather familiar with.

[voktys]

You have been lied to?

⟪ It feels like a dumb question –– people lie as soon as they open their mouths most all the time, but still, it feels... odd to direct such a habit at this girl in particular. ⟫

[chivalrouswench]

[ Brienne takes a piece of bread and starts picking it apart with her thick fingers. ]

You're surprised?

[voktys]

You brought me food. I am among the people you hate most in the world, and you are feeding me and talking me through the worst day of my... ah... death?

⟪ she fumbles with her bread. ⟫

To lie to you seems unusually cruel.

[chivalrouswench]

[ Brienne shrugs, dismissing her own kindness. ]

My actions have never counted for much in the eyes of most people.

[ She is ugly, and that is where the story ends. ]

[voktys]

How come? You are highborn, aren't you not?

⟪ Oh, right, she notices the glaring thing –– ⟫

It is your femininity, is it not? Westeros has a way of not acknowledging women.

[chivalrouswench]

In part.

[ She has not made herself better liked by aspiring to live the life of a knight as much as she can, that much is true, though it does not tell the whole story. ]