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[personal profile] coquettish_trees 2020-10-09 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
'Give to one all the happiness he would have if it were our choice, and to the other all the happiness he would have if it were his.'

[ Alexandrie smiles, small and soft, and tilts her head. ]

It was a different 'we', than 'you and I, his friends'. A different care for the 'he' who thinks himself deserving of his own ill thoughts than 'he, my friend'.

[ Hands settling in her lap, she lifts a shoulder. ]

I did not know, right away, but it stayed in me long enough that it sent me looking through my memories under a different lens.
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[personal profile] coquettish_trees 2020-10-09 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
You must not feel too poorly— perhaps you are not slipping; perhaps I am getting better.

[ Exaggeratedly batted eyelashes, her self-satisfaction every bit as playful as his wince.

But he is right. She is neither breaking glasses nor sending assassins, and so if it were anything it would be much as a sparring match between friends.

And he is right, too, that she wouldn't answer. Those thoughts are Byerly's to speak... and hers to unrelentingly stick Bastien in the back like an uncomfortable chair over until he gets up to find out for himself.

So instead, the crystal. A quick twist, and to it: ]


On— Lady Alexandrie de la Fontaine, [ pause, ] Lady Sonia Barra, Lady Sidony Venaras.

[ She looks at him, mirthfully aggrieved. ]

Really the sending crystals have a shameful disrespect for the bonds of marriage—



( continued here )