wealth will make you free

21. lady in waiting to queen lucy. harlot. dryad. pomegranate tree.

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Come All Ye Merry Shiny Things || Open

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Tumnus worked not to let his mouth fall open. Christmas was a bore??!? 

“Well, madam, I can certainly say that we planned ways for you to eat and be merry…?”

Asture smirked a bit. “Perhaps... You know that many traditional things can be a bore for a harlot. How many desperate Narnians must beg for a kiss under mistletoe? I’m for one interested in gambling away jewels and money-much more excited and more of my vice. I suppose everyday is Christmas, is what I’m trying to say.”

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Come All Ye Merry Shiny Things || Open

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thefaun-tumnus:

The sound of carols drifted in from the feasting hall, but Tumnus was hardly listening as he drummed his fingers on the bannister of the grand staircase. The last of the decorations had just gone up and he was admiring the splendour of the entrance hall. He smiled, glowing with satisfaction. 

If only there was someone to share the moment with. 

Asture had appeared into the feasting hall, and was in awe of the decorations and walked over and stood next to her old friend Tumnus. She wore a bright colored gown, her dark hair was up and wore some jewels set for this holiday festivities. “Christmas can always be a bit of bore.” said Asture, looking at everyone bellow. “I hear you and another person worked on these amazing decorations, Tumnus. Is that right? Did you plan for games such as ways for us to gamble, drink and be merry?” pondered the dryad, chuckling. 

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Charlotte Wells in every episode:                                                                        ↳ ep 1.01 

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harlots // charlotte’s fuchsia dress

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You have the trick of making everyone look your way

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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crownoffireandgold:

The girl thanked her. Karliah gave her a pointed look, shaking her head as she realized that her meaning was misunderstood. Perhaps ‘bold’ was the wrong term, 'insolent’ might have been better, the brashness of her correction of her mother something that Karliah’s own motherhood had little respect for. “You shouldn’t thank me, Asture. My meaning was not what you think.” She bluntly replied, her tone hushed toward the girl. “My mother would have slapped me if I had showed such insolence toward her in front of a stranger. You are fortunate your mother is lenient. Be careful… you give a rather bad impression of her.”

Turning to the elder woman, her voice raised again to a tone more easily heard, smiling as the woman said the most non-annoying thing she’d said yet. Maybe there was hope for liking her after all. Chuckling she nodded slowly. “Thank you.” She replied. “I aim to be impressive. But hopefully you understand now… besides, the men I know I doubt could be a good match for your daughter. They range from cold exterior knights to adventurous dryads. very adventurous ”

She had to stop herself from chuckling. She doubted Asture would have been able to understand the likes of the men she knew… she seemed too… naive.

Asture looked at Karliah as her voice got low to Asture, saying that it wasn’t what she thought it was. How that the meaning of what she said, was rather the opposite. “Oh, erm, yes I shouldn’t have thanked you.” She listened to how her mother would’ve slapped her. “Oh, you’re right.” She didn’t realize on how she gave her mother a bad impression, she barely knew her mother, well enough. Maybe she should have a deep sit down with her. 

“You are very welcome,” began Cecilia with a smile. She nodded and laughed. “I applaud people who aim for Great Expectations.” She then looked at Asture who smiled, and was off thinking again. Perhaps her daughter was thinking of another story. She heard her tell a story in Glasswater, and it was lovely. She had a gift. “Adventurous dryads...I myself use to have an adventurous dryad.” chuckled Cecilia. “And those dryads, are keepers.” winked Cecilia. Obviously she was referring to Asture’s father, whom she still hoped wasn’t dead, but missing. Missing did not mean dead. But she applauded Karliah on her achievements, for everyone achieved something in their own way. 

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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‘Interesting’…well that was one way to put it. She doubted the redhead understood her reluctance to pass out names, likely thinking something either far fetched or that Karliah was being difficult. Either way, her apology to her daughter and her daughter’s subsequent reply made her smirk and then frown. Asture was fortunate she was not the daughter of Dralsi… her mother would not have been so lenient with such a statement about her… or apologizing for her.

“You’re a rather bold one yourself, Asture.” She commented.

“Though I’m sure, Milady, there’s plenty of men in the Cair who you might be able to find that suit your tastes. I’m merely… particular.” Karliah said to Cecelia, smirking  as she added, a part of her very much wanting to shock this woman into silence. “You see, it might be awkward for me to share the men I know… since they’re mostly my lovers.”

Not entirely true, but she was bored with the elder redhead and very much wanted to make this fun.

When Karliah said that Asture was a bold one, she couldn’t believe it. She was never called bold before, and Asture didn’t know if it was in a good way or not. But she was rather suppose to take it as a compliment. “Thank you?” asked Asutre with a bit of confusion in her tone. 

Cecilia looked at Asture and then back at Karliah. The boldness in her daughter did show, and she was just like her father. She looked everything like Cecilia, but was everything like her father. She nodded at Asture, who had a light smile. 

Cecilia then looked at Karliah as she mentioned that majority of them men she mentioned were her lovers. And Cecilia was very impressed, she must say. Well, if it was okay for a man to have many lovers, then there was nothing wrong with a woman. “I am quite impressed, Karliah.” said Cecilia. 

Asture kept thinking on how she was called bold. Was she overthinking it, or was Asture never away of this? She did dismiss herself from Lucy, court King Edmund, and did do some rather bold things...Maybe she was bold. Maybe she just realized it now. But now she was to keep her mouth quiet to see what other stuff was to happened between Karliah and her mother.

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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…why was this woman talking so much? Karliah couldn’t help staring at her very obviously, hoping that somewhere this woman would pick up on the hint and stop. Not that she didn’t agree that there were regrets, but just everything about this situation was– 

oh sweet Aslan, this woman was now asking about men? Had she forgotten they’d just met, or was she purposely ignoring it? Either way, she raised a brow, a smirk playing on her sharp features. “Oh, I know a few young men… but I’m afraid they’re a little unavailable when it comes to women. Mostly since the majority are focused on one.” Herself, if she were honest. Oh, she knew many men, but she also didn’t like sharing much– especially not with a woman like this. The only one was Ioan.. but she’d be damned if this Cecilia got her hands on her cousin.

Turning to Asture, she gave a nod. “What’s there to be afraid of?”  she asked, giving the older redhead an amused look. “After all, she’s being very honest with me, I don’t see why I shouldn’t be the same.“ Too honest. So much honest. Karliah had never wanted less honesty than in that moment.

Cecilia nodded, and listened to what Karliah had to say, about men. It was very interesting on how she knew a few but where unavailable when it came to women. Perhaps they favored, men? Which Cecilia had no problem with, for each person is to do what they wish with their life. “Interesting...” mumbled Cecilia. She thought about her daughter, and how her daughter needed the best, and looked over to Asture. “Asture, I’m sorry?” 

“Mother, please I’m truly not looking for someone.” Asture laughed and looked down. “Yes, but Mother doesn’t know when she’s spreading too much information, that is very unnecessary. Well plus, people have gotten intimidated by my mother.” She smiled, and in full honesty, had no idea if people were intimidated by here, but her mother did have a mouth. Perhaps she got that from her father. “I may look like her, but I like to think I’m more like my father. But sometimes she does say the right things, I’ll give her that.” 

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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crownoffireandgold:

So the woman knew of the cove? A vague thought passed in her mind of why it was that the woman asked in the first place if she knew of the closest place, but she kept silent. She didn’t know these people, after all, and rudeness wasn’t in her interest some a random stranger.

A brow rose at the introduction of the mother, Karliah’s head tilting ever so slightly. “You must be very proud of your position, Lady Cecilia, to flaunt it so casually to a stranger.” She pointed out with a whisper of a smirk, her arms crossing over her chest. “Especially one as humble as myself.”

Hazel eyes shifted to the younger woman. She was quiet, wasn’t she? “Well, I suppose mother-daughter interactions are very important… at least mine were. But please, don’t let me hinder your seeking out a place to read.. I was on my way back to the city.”

“Well, I was proud of it, but I do sometimes regret it. I’m sure there was something your were proud of only to regret it, later.” Cecilia nodded and smiled at the mention of mother-daughter interactions. “Giving Asture up, was a mistake I made so now I’m trying to rebuild that relationship that I lost due to the winter.” said Cecilia in full honesty. “But I bet your relationship with your mother was amazing. Oh!” stopped Cecilia turning serious. “Asture, being a Lady in Waiting, I was wondering if you knew any young men that my little tree could...befriend.” 

Asture then rolled her eyes and was ready to apologize again. “Sorry, again. Mother, please.” awkwardly laughed Asture. When she realized what Karliah had said she shook her head. “Oh no, you’re fine. I’m always reading anyway, and you’re very interesting Karliah. You’re the only person I’ve met that isn’t afraid to say something to my mother.” laughed Asture. 

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Ioan & Asture (feat. Padriac) || Er... Hello, I Guess

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Ioan nodded slowly, saying, “Al-alright, Asture.” He looked toward Padriac for help, but his oh so beloved friend suddenly clapped Ioan on the shoulder and said, “I’m sorry, I just need to attend to something quickly, alright? Lady Asture, please keep him company for me.” Padriac flashed the two a smile before walking off, leaving Ioan feeling like a hole had opened up in the ground below him and he was spiraling into darkness. Taking a deep breath, Ioan calmed himself down and smiled kindly.

“Uh, yes, Karliah is my cousin. I haven’t been here very long, unfortunately, so I’ve really only been around her… she was the one who reintroduced me to Sir Padriac over there.” Sir Padriac? he thought to himself, and he coughed lightly. “Are you good friends with Queen Lucy?”

Asture watched as Sir Padriac said he had to leave. So soon? The dryad forced a smile and nodded, as he walked away. She then looked at Ioan’s blue eyes again, that were quiet mesmerizing. “Maybe I could show you around as well, besides Karliah, with her being a Healer. I know a great bakery with some amazing macaroons. And a beautiful cove. That’s if you want to.” stated Asture, in a warm tone. 

“I’ve been in service to Queen Lucy for many years, and I’ve been in her service the longest. I am her most trusted  Lady in Waiting. She’s not just a friend, she’s like my sister.” confessed Asture. “And she also helped me find my mother, Cecilia, she was a former Nurse to Prince Corin. But enough about me, tell me about yourself. Ioan.” She then stopped, and noticed a piece of lint on his shoulder. “Sorry, for what I’m going to do.” She then stepped forward and removed the lint. “It was frustrating me a bit- the lint I mean.” stated Asture with a blush. 

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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crownoffireandgold:

“Yes it rather is.” Karliah replied offhandedly in regards to the cove, humming in acknowledgement when the younger one introduced herself. She nodded, figuring out where she’d met the girl before– or rather saw, she’d never actually met her. Easlmus had pointed out the ladies in waiting at the Treaty, making her at least somewhat aware just who was who in the court. After all, she knew Susan’s well enough given Evelyn’s position, but none from Queen Lucy who she barely knew.

Clearing her throat she nodded again. “Aye, that explains it. I’m a healer up at the Cair under Cara, have been for a while now. I’ve got a few friends at court, who have pointed out the various members who I should be aware of. You were pointed out to me last time…” 

Sighing again, she looked around. “Well this isn’t exactly the best place to introduce oneself, but it’s as good as any I suppose.” She began, giving a small polite bow. “Karliah Dunmer, a pleasure Asture and…?” she looked at the mother with a quizzical look.

Cecilia listened quietly to how she talked about the cove. The cove reminded her of her late husband Alistar. It was their special place. “Yes the cove, is. The last time I was there was many years ago with my late husband, Alistar.” Sometimes she wished that she would see him there again, but she hasn’t been there since she left for Archenland. Maybe she should go back. 

Asture smiled and nodded. “A healer, how lovely.” said Asture, in all honesty. She was always fascinated by the work healers had done. Their lives are always unknown but so intriguing. She wondered who she was pointed out by. Easlmus? Queen Lucy perhaps? Aslan knows. But she hoped that they said only good things about her. 

“It’s extremely lovely to meet you, Karliah Dunmer. She gave a small curtsy back. “My name is Cecilia Woodward. I use to be a Nurse to the Prince Corin of Archenland. But now my duties are completed and I’m back in Narnia to reunite with my daughter.” Asture nodded and agreed, with her. “And it’s been truly lovely.” smiled Asture.

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Ioan & Asture (feat. Padriac) || Er... Hello, I Guess

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Ioan was glad that now Padriac had friends, people he culd trust and rely upon when he needed them. Ioan had only met Sister Theodora thus far, who had been kind to him, and he couldn’t help wondering how a Daughter of Eve as beautiful as she would even look his way. It was probably only out of politeness, but she spoke highly of Karliah, so Ioan knew she could be trusted. Padriac told him once they had left the Sister’s presence that if Ioan was ever stuck or in need of help he could go to Theodora, since her Rose was easy to find in the festival centre.

Now they were in court, and Padriac had introduced Ioan to Sirs Easlmus and Rinassa, the two Queensguard for Queen Lucy who were both Fauns. Ioan had thought he would meet Padriac’s fellow Queensguard to Susan, but Padriac shook his head. “No, there is no need to meet Garrett. He is a waste of space and air - you will know why when you see him.” When Padriac turned away, Ioan smirked - it was rare to hear Padriac speak ill of another.

Padriac was looking around, his brow furrowed. “I’ll have to introduce you to Petra later, I forgot that she is no longer Lady-in-Waiting to Susan,” he sighed. They were in the throne room now. Court, thankfully, wasn’t in session, and neither of the Kings were present, and Susan wasn’t either, but various members of their court stood here and there. and Queen Lucy was there, talking with one of her ladies. Ioan followed Padriac over to the two, bowing along with Padriac at Lucy.

“Ioan, this is Queen Lucy the Valiant and Lady Asture. Your Majesty, my Lady, this is my old friend Ioan. Cousin to Healer Karliah.” Ioan felt his eyebrows raise slightly when Queen Lucy beamed. “Family of Healer Karliah? It is a pleasure to meet you!” She held out her hand to Ioan. He didn’t know what to do at first, staring at her blankly, until Padriac leaned over and whispered, “Shake her hand.” Ioan gently but hesitantly shook her hand, and she nodded once. “I must be off, but it was a pleasure to meet you, Ioan! I do hope you enjoy Cair Paravel.” With a small wave, Queen Lucy stepped away and left the throne room, followed by her guards. Ioan was left with Padriac and Lady Asture.

He felt his ears heat up a little. “Uhhhh…. It’s nice to meet you, Lady Asture.”

Asture was relieved her mother was not at court today. She couldn’t bear her mother lately, which she did love her dearly. But her mother wanted her married so badly, it was getting rather annoying. But after meeting Karliah with her mother, she had to thank her for that. For the cove was truly beautiful and Asture had a new writing hideout. 

Asture was standing next to Queen Lucy, as always, thinking about Ava and how she should go see her soon. See how things are with her and Lucy, since Ava was so dear to her, and so was Lucy. The three should have tea together, one day. 

And then Sir Padriac approached her and Queen Lucy, and Asture noticed he had someone who seemed unfamiliar. She nodded at Sir Padriac, and looked at his friend. He had bright red hair, and elf ears. But his eyes where the color of the ocean, like the cove by the ocean. 

As Asture watched Lucy go away so quickly, she was left alone with Ioan and Sir Padriac. Whom she just realized was cousins to Karliah. Interesting...where all redheaded elves related to one another? 

When he spoke to her, Asture looked up, a blush forming. She smiled, for he was handsome. “As to you, Ioan. Please call me Asture.” spoke the dryad. “I take you’re cousins to Karliah. She’s lovely, she told my mother about the cove, and it gave me a new writing spot.”  

Keep talking. You need friends. thought the dryad to herself. 

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

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crownoffireandgold:

Taliesin had told her to come to the woods to meet some ‘friends’, others who were like her– more elves. It was a foolish plan, perhaps, but it meant that she had to come out here alone, the children left with Brynjolf while she wandered the woods. Taliesin was late, that much was certain, and whether it was concerning or not, she wasn’t entirely sure.

Finally her elvish friend had come, informing her that the meeting had to be pushed back for some insignificant reason. Something about the fact that her friend needed a little more time, and that she had left early that morning to get someone she knew… so much for that. Leaving Taliesin at her home, she started back for the city, her mind very much on other things– so much so that she didn’t pay much attention to the two dryads until they spoke to her, earning a look of agitation at her mind being abruptly interrupted before she schooled her features into normality.

She shrugged at the woman who approached her. “Down by the cove a little ways you might find something. There’s a lake that’s quite nice, I often spend my time there.” She said, noticing the redheaded girl who apologized with a quirked brow.

“I know you from somewhere, don’t I?” she mentioned, eyeing the small dryad with curiosity. “At the Cair, perhaps?”

This woman began to jog Asture’s memory as she probably have seen her before. Also because there were very few redheads in the city, that Asture truly knew. She only knew two redheads; her mother and Brynjolf. Oh and Eithne. She forgot about her. 

She was down by the cove. She hadn’t been to the cove in ages, and how it would’ve helped her writing. It is always best to go to the cove before it gets cold. She liked going during the day, anyway. Plus she had to show her mother around the area to remind her of what Narnia looked like. 

“The cove? How beautiful.” said Cecilia. Cecilia thought on the lake and cove, where her and Alistar had first met. She was collecting seashells, and he came and spoke to her. Cecilia smiled, on the memory filling her head. Oh how she missed him, and how she hoped he was still out there. 

Asture looked at her mother and then back at the woman. Asture noticed by her ears that she was an elf. Her mother spoke to an elf when she’d go visit Sister Theodora. 

She did look quite familiar. Maybe they had a mutual friend? “I’m Lady Asture, a lady in waiting to Queen Lucy.” spoke Asture before continuing. 

She then smiled. “You look vaguely familiar. Have you been at court before? Perhaps that’s where we’ve seen each other. “

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Where the Skies are Blue|| Karliah and Asture(ft. Cecilia)

Asture began walking through the woods with her mother, Cecilia. “You know Asture, you haven’t told me about any nice young men you’ve met.” Asture sighed heavily as the two  walked. “I told you about King Edmund.” spoke Asture. “And I’ve told you about my good friend Brynjolf.” Cecilia nodded. “But you haven’t told me about any me you’ve met who you’re interested in. Any young gentlemen have their eye on you?” Asture stopped walking and groaned. “Mother! Please!” She thought of Ava and how they haven’t seen each other in ages. 

“What?” asked Cecilia, with a smile. Asture groaned again, with her basket of sandwiches and books. 

Asture and Cecilia continued walking where they where headed, well who knows. Asture was becoming a vagabond, lately. Ever since what happened at court with the Princess. She had heard about it, and couldn’t process it. So she thought she’d try to bond with her mother.

When she saw a tall redheaded women, coming their direction. “Maybe she can give us ideas on where to go!” chimed in Cecilia. Asture sighed once more, and Cecilia walked up to the woman. “Hello, may I ask where you were coming from?” pondered Cecilia. “We need some place to just sit and read.” Asture sighed and smiled at the woman. “Forgive me for my mother.”

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Our Weeping Willow|| Brynjolf and Asture

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It was sweet how she was insistent, and he allowed himself to look at her fondly. “Should I need your help, I assure you I will ask for it. I have my reasons for keeping you from it for now, though it will all be revealed in due course.” He said gently, smiling. “Please understand – It is more than myself which hinges on my secrecy for now.”

He hoped she understood, he could understand if she didn’t. He knew all too well how th secrecy of the Guild often alienated others who tried to get the members to open up, or to seek their help… but not only was it against the rules, it was dangerous. Dangerous for the Guild and dangerous for the individual – especially since he still wasn’t sure that Matthon, Freya, and Mercer were the only ones out for their own interests.e

It is said there is no honor among thieves.

Brynjolf smiled ruefully at her poem, the words almost mocking him. No season was for love for him, he honestly couldn’t imagine what it would be like, only having seen it from the types like Gallus and Karliah. Perhaps they could say summer was the season of love… winter had brought death. Blinking, he drew away from such thoughts, plucking the macaroon from her hand, noting the greener tinge on her face. Why was she blushing? “I’ll try. Though these are very uncertain times, it’s a bit hard to remember that love exists – or peace for that matter.” He said as he popped it in his mouth.

“Still, its very good. I like it.”

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“I will always be here, Bryn.” She paused and smiled, nodding in understanding. Of course, I understand.” smiled Asture. She, the looked out to the forest and back at him, smiling. 

She enjoyed his presence for she was at peace. Away from court and such. She thought about officially dismissing herself from court again. She felt like she could breathe. Something she could not do at court. Her and her mother get their own little cottage. She could find her own, life, publish and sell her stories. It seemed like a dream she wanted, but Lucy wouldn’t allow it. When she left herself, Lucy was heartbroken and she couldn’t do that, again.

She laughed, “I suppose, but here-” She handed him the two poems of Autumn and Summer. “I’m still working on Spring and Winter, and I hope to have them ready the next time we see one another. She then looked down, and ate a strawberry macaroon. She needed a place to breathe, a place where she could no need to pray, no need to speak. She nodded and smiled. “Thank you, I’m glad someone enjoys it.” 

Asture then looked at him, maybe decided to tell him how she feels. “I feel so at peace here, away from court. I feel like I can breathe. I think about dismissing myself all the time, but, Lucy was heartbroken last time I did that, I can’t hurt her again. But just the thought of being on my own with my mother, publishing my stories. It’s like a dream, that I can reach for, but cannot grab.” The dryad frowned and looked down. “Perhaps I’m the only one who thinks such a thing.”

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Our Weeping Willow|| Brynjolf and Asture

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Brynjolf looked down at their hands for a moment then back up at the redhead in curiosity. Being touched wasn’t something he was used to, even though Karliah did a lot of it herself – but that was like a sister, comforting and protective. This was…friendly? He wasn’t entirely sure. Still, he nodded.

“Thank you for your offer, but I don’t think you can.” he said, apology in his eyes. It was sweet for her to say such, but both with his past and his current situation as a thief, it was quite out of the question. He would not impose what may be misconstrued as treason – should the guilt of Matthon’s deeds fall upon the Guild as he thought they might – upon her. “Thank you, again, however. The sentiment is appreciated, I assure you…but no.”

An herbalist? That somehow made sense, especially considering the fact that they were dryads. “That’s nice. That must be somewhat of a relief to her, I’ve heard the twin princes of Archenland are a bit tiring.” He laughed, recalling where he’d heard it… sweet Aslan he couldn’t remember. But that was stressful times for you, it clouded the mind.

At the mention of his ‘business’ he sighed, shaking his head.”I’ve…taken care of things as far as I can.” He couldn’t break the rules, rules he’d fought so long to enforce within the Guild in order to explain things. “Besides, it’ll all be cleared up soon, I’m sure. I just need t settle some miscommunications to rights and all will be as it was – I hope.” The laugh was forced, but it helped his mood a little.

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Asture moved her hands and frowned a bit, on how he said he didn’t think she could help. Then sighed as he said she could not help. “I may not be able to help you with this business, but I assure you, I still want to help you. With anything, Bryn. Just because I’m a lady in waiting, doesn’t mean I don’t have a life outside of it. There are things I don’t tell Lucy. And if you wish, I won’t tell anyone about this.” She was good at keeping secrets, she kept Edmund a secret from Lucy for a very long time. She planned to keep that a secret from her mother as well. 

She shrugged when he mentioned the Archenland twins. “I don’t know, I’ve never met them.” said Asture. And she didn’t really plan on it. They didn’t interest her much, maybe it was because they were the reason she didn’t have a mother. Or was it jealous that she raised them, but not her own child. “Yeah, she likes it.”  

She then turned her head back at him and listened to him, as he laughed. “If anything happens Brynjolf, just let me know, and I will help. I promise.”  She smiled a bit then sighed. “I for one call this the season of love and happiness.where I await a new adventure everyday. where summer hopes that the world blossoms with peace. for everyone to be loving and peaceful. “ quoted Asture, from her own poetry, as she looked at the trees in front of her. “It’s an extert, from one of the poems I wrote. It’s about the four seasons.” explained the dryad. “Perhaps, you could think of that, to help your mind, from the stress?” She then grabbed a macaroon from her basket and handed it to him, a blush on her face.

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Our Weeping Willow|| Brynjolf and Asture

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“There you go. Two very busy people who finally got around to saying ‘hello’. I’d read it.” Brynjolf joked. “Makes our cad less of a cad -which is me, and as I’ve never been the hero I’m happy with the idea.” The Sharkey smile on his face was blinding. Maybe for once he wouldn’t be the second choice and victim of villainy. His typical casting was getting old.

He appraised her statement with a nod, hoping she was right. “Thank you, Asture.” He said, thinking about the replacements. Megara and Saros already were proving to be excellent seconds, though the concept of the still daunting task of making sure they weren’t indicted for treason hung over his head. “I hope it will, right now I feel like I’m sitting in a chair with a sword hanging over my head… a few swords actually.” There was the Narnian monarchy, Matthon,and Aslan only knew who else. Yet, he tried to take comfort in her words.

It was then his turn to listen to how she’d been, and with each new revelation his surprise grew. Had she told him before she was a lady-in-waiting to Queen Lucy? He knew for a fact she’d never mentioned King Edmund being her lover, nor that she had a mother she didn’t know about before. The influx of information was surprising, though slightly concerning for him. What were the odds he knew two ladies in waiting to the monarchy and hadn’t known it? Fate must be laughing.

“Well, uh…congratulations on your mother. That must be fun.” He said awkwardly, though his heart panged at the word. “And… well, yes that was a lot. I’m still wrapping my head around it -nevertheless, that all sounds delightfully eventful.”

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She shrugged and wrote down to make it less cad. “Fantastic.”  She did laugh at his shark-like smile. She completely forgot he smiled like that, and it was warm to see him smile.

“You’re welcome.” spoke Asture. She listened to how he felt like swords were hanging over him. How stressful he was...by the mane. He didn’t deserve this, hell, no one deserved this. She placed his hands on his hand, her blue eyes looking up at him. “Maybe I can help remove those swords.” comforted Asture. “No one should feel like this, and I want to help you.”  

She then laughed awkwatrdly and sighed. “Thanks. She’s quiet popular, she use to be the Nurse to Prince Cor and Corin. And now she’s a herbilst. Maybe you’ll meet her soon.” 

She then looked at the grass and back at Brynjolf. “Maybe I can help you with your business? Remove some of the stress off of you? I’m not busy. I could help.”