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She's bored.

She's groomed Corella, and she's practiced her archery, and she's had hot chocolate, and now she's sitting in a tree and dangling her legs and considering dropping things--tiny things, mind you, like twigs, non-inclined-to-injure things--on people should they pass by.

So. Bored.

Date: 2006-10-31 06:26 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (watchfulmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
Mary gives her a look.

A look that says: 'I am fond of you, but you are crazy.'

"Contrary," she says, patiently, "is not adorable. Adorable is pretty and sweet and good."

Date: 2006-10-31 07:05 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (watchfulmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
That gets a rather startled glance.

"- you never said," Mary says, rather accusingly, "that you were a Queen."

Date: 2006-10-31 07:17 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (conductingmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"Queen of what?"

It's an important question.

Date: 2006-10-31 07:34 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (watchfulmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary




"Being an Empress," Mary says, rather severely, "is more important than being a Queen."

If you're going to be regal, you ought to at least know the order.

Date: 2006-10-31 07:38 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (jumpingmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"I have known you ages and ages," Mary complains, kicking the trunk of the tree with a swinging foot.

"It is an important thing to know! And you did not say."

Date: 2006-10-31 07:42 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (eyemary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
. . . patient, again: "How was I meant to know to ask? I do not ask everyone if they are royal. Not many people are. That is silly."

Date: 2006-10-31 07:57 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (conductingmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"I did not say it mattered."

Mary is regal herself, chin tilted up.

"It is not as if you are the only royal person I have ever met. Even Colin is almost like a Rajah. It is only that I should have liked to know, is all."

Date: 2006-10-31 08:06 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (tiaramary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"That does not -"






Long, long pause.



"What sort of title?"

Date: 2006-10-31 08:09 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (seriousdaisymary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"I have taken care of your tree," Mary admits.

Magnanimously!

(It is not like she wants a title she doesn't deserve.

Date: 2006-10-31 08:14 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (tiaramary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"It does not matter about rings or anything."

Mary can be gracious, now. And is! Look at her be gracious.

"It is only to know it is real - that is all."

Date: 2006-10-31 08:21 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (gardeningmary)
From: [personal profile] mistressmaryquitecontrary
"Lilies o' the valley," Mary says, after some thought, with a decisive nod.

Silver bells. And cockleshells. It's appropriate.

Date: 2006-10-31 08:37 am (UTC)
mistressmaryquitecontrary: (jumpingmary)
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Mary follows, straining to touch her toes down to the next-lowest branch before letting go.

She's rather curious as to what 'doing it properly' entails.

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