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[called_lioness]

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.

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[called_lioness]

It's funny.

She will never think of Mary as a daughter. A small cousin, perhaps, or younger sister, at most, and mostly dear friend. But for a moment, she thinks this must be what a mother feels like on the day she sees her child go off to school, or when you hand down an heirloom. And maybe it was offered because Mary was cross, but later, when the candy's worn off, Lucy will think it one of the best decisions she's ever made.

And mostly what Lucy feels for the little girl in front of her is a great deal of pride and love and joy. "I know. I'd not have given the title to thee if I'd though otherwise."

And, well, of course exceptions must be made.

And then she's laughing, and there's nothing serious about it, as she lifts Mary and twirls her. "Lady, I think thou's a lioness in thee, and someday perhaps the Lion will confirm this. But come," she finishes as she sets Mary down, and the lilt fades away. "Do you want to have tea or a milkshake with me, my lady, to celebrate?"

[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

"I'd like that," Mary says, and somehow she's managing to beam, even without smiling.

And then, clearly concentrating very hard to make sure she gets it right - it is not Yorkshire, not quite, but it is close: "I mean that I should like to be a lioness, I think - if that is like what the lion is, and like what thou are.

"And I should like to have a milkshake with thee too."

[called_lioness]

Her smile is small but proud and it's obvious as Lucy takes her hand and says, "Aye. I am not near like the Lion, but I've been called Lioness, and mayhap thou will be too before all is said and done. And come, then."

By the time they get back to the bar, Lucy is laughing and all age is gone from her eyes, but her smile will remain proud throughout the rest of the time she spends with Lady Mary.

And when the girl has left, Lucy quietly speaks with Bar, and a ring is purchased in Mary's size and left to wait for her there, til she next stops by.