[he replies to her question about his current title. It's still strange to him: there's no crown to go with it, and not really a throne, either, and Winterfell more properly belongs to Sansa. But the kingship still has value. It's a signal of the Northerners' faith in him, and it gives him the ability to do what must be done. It also sets him in opposition to the Iron Throne, but that's the least of his worries in recent days. He puts it off because he must.
His fingertips tap slowly against the top of the table as he speaks. The hand is lightly scarred, both with the little cuts and scrapes worn by any swordsman, and by burns.]
I don't want any more -- I didn't want this, to be honest. But the Northerners don't want Cersei, and being able to set orders for the North and speak for it, that will help us against the Army of the Dead.
Sometimes I think the lords regret it... when I started having girls trained to fight, and when I left to seek Daenerys's help, they weren't best pleased.
Where do you intend to go?
[And how can you, if you've died? he wonders. He has no doubt that she'd go kill Cersei herself if she could, but her words don't suggest that that's her goal.
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[he replies to her question about his current title. It's still strange to him: there's no crown to go with it, and not really a throne, either, and Winterfell more properly belongs to Sansa. But the kingship still has value. It's a signal of the Northerners' faith in him, and it gives him the ability to do what must be done. It also sets him in opposition to the Iron Throne, but that's the least of his worries in recent days. He puts it off because he must.
His fingertips tap slowly against the top of the table as he speaks. The hand is lightly scarred, both with the little cuts and scrapes worn by any swordsman, and by burns.]
I don't want any more -- I didn't want this, to be honest. But the Northerners don't want Cersei, and being able to set orders for the North and speak for it, that will help us against the Army of the Dead.
Sometimes I think the lords regret it... when I started having girls trained to fight, and when I left to seek Daenerys's help, they weren't best pleased.
Where do you intend to go?
[And how can you, if you've died? he wonders. He has no doubt that she'd go kill Cersei herself if she could, but her words don't suggest that that's her goal.
He reaches for his card, to flip it over.]