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Imladris · 03-17-2005, 11:11 PM

What say you? Indeed, did she have any choice in the matter? If he had wanted to avoid foppery all together he would have simply ordered her to become his bride...did he really think that she was so naieve that she did not know that she could do nothing but accept? She could almost see the iron cage enclose around her, feel the golden shackles snapping closed about her wrist binding her to a king she feared and loathed.

She glanced helplessly at the Princess, but she knew very well that Gjeelea could do nothing. What could any of them do against the King. It was as if he was everywhere, as if he knew all and heard all, no matter if it was proclaimed upon the streets, or whispered in a cloister at the darkest hour.

She wondered how she could help him -- did not this Emissary provide all the help that he needed? The thought that there was another reason, the true reason, gnawed at her like a rat. Like a blob of clay in a potter's hand, she knew that he was trying to form her into his tool, his pawn. But how could she prevent this if she didn't know how he was doing it? It was like knowing that there were traps on the ground, yet she was unable to avoid them because they were so cunningly hidden.

Taking a deep breath she faced the king, and said, "My lord, I will accept your offer."

03-17-2005, 11:11 PM	#215
Imladris Tears of the Phoenix Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Putting dimes in the jukebox baby. Posts: 1,453	What say you? Indeed, did she have any choice in the matter? If he had wanted to avoid foppery all together he would have simply ordered her to become his bride...did he really think that she was so naieve that she did not know that she could do nothing but accept? She could almost see the iron cage enclose around her, feel the golden shackles snapping closed about her wrist binding her to a king she feared and loathed. She glanced helplessly at the Princess, but she knew very well that Gjeelea could do nothing. What could any of them do against the King. It was as if he was everywhere, as if he knew all and heard all, no matter if it was proclaimed upon the streets, or whispered in a cloister at the darkest hour. She wondered how she could help him -- did not this Emissary provide all the help that he needed? The thought that there was another reason, the true reason, gnawed at her like a rat. Like a blob of clay in a potter's hand, she knew that he was trying to form her into his tool, his pawn. But how could she prevent this if she didn't know how he was doing it? It was like knowing that there were traps on the ground, yet she was unable to avoid them because they were so cunningly hidden. Taking a deep breath she faced the king, and said, "My lord, I will accept your offer." Last edited by Imladris; 03-17-2005 at 11:23 PM.