#birgitte silverbow

[aurgenius]

“If you ever treat a man half as well as you do that horse,” Birgitte said dryly, “he’ll be yours for life. ..."

A few moments later...

Birgitte shrugged, and winced. “Elayne, Lioness was dead when I found her. I’m sorry.”

he’ll be yours for a very short life...

[aurgenius]

Birgitte only smiled, glancing from her to Elayne, and murmured under her breath. Aviendha caught the word “kittens.” Worse, it sounded fond. Everyone must have heard. Everyone!

[aurgenius]

By the end of the second day on that bench, he realized he had sat all that time with his hip pressed against Birgitte’s and never once thought of trying to kiss her. 

I’d never understood the admiration for Mat and Birgitte’s friendship, considering how he perceives it. For him, every woman is just an object for smiles, dances, or—if he’s lucky—kissing and bedding. It feels as if he were raised in the forest with wolves and had never spoken to a woman before, except for mating.

There is perhaps no other man in the main cast who is as blind toward women as Mat (I’m not sure if I’d call him misogynistic, but he’s definitely a fool). I love him, but he makes me so angry from time to time with his stupid philosophy.

Rand and Perrin never make such a big deal out of female friends. They treat them as ordinary friends, just with that strange chivalry about not harming women.

[anira-naeg]

Lil wot sketches

[aurgenius]

Nynaeve took her place sitting on the board with dire warnings for the boatmen if they even thought of trying to look up her skirts, and Elayne blushed and held hers tightly around her legs, hunched over so she appeared ready to fall off headfirst as she wobbled into the air and disappeared from sight onto the ship. One of the fellows looked upward anyway, until Birgitte struck him on the nose with her fist.

I like that Birgitte, who usually doesn’t mind men staring at her and likes to wear scandalous dresses, struck the man because she felt how uncomfortable Elayne felt.

[iliiuan]

“Your adventuring days are done. The next thing, you’d be sneaking out of the Palace in disguise, maybe even wandering around after nightfall, when you might get your skull cracked open by some tough you never even saw.”

Birgitte wants to protect Elayne so desperately, and Elayne obnoxiously refuses to let her. Sort of like Rand with the Maidens.

Their children are going to be insufferable, aren't they?

[iliiuan]

Why, her courses had shifted by more than a week to match the other woman’s!

Ha! Birgitte is the dominant one.

[aurgenius]

“I think I may take a walk into the town this morning,” Elayne said coolly, still working at the braid. “This wagon is . . . confining.” "Well, that wouldn’t attract any attention, would it? But perhaps you could use the exercise. Or maybe it’s just the way those breeches fit your hips.”

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Elayne stopped dead. “What do you think of how I am dressed?” “It allows freedom of movement,” the other woman said judiciously. Elayne nodded. “Of course, it’s good that your bottom isn’t too big, as tight as those—” Striding on furiously, Elayne tugged the coat down with sharp yanks. Nynaeve’s tongue had nothing on Birgitte’s.